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Friday 19 October 2012

My Narrative Short Story

The Delivery Business

On February 41st, 3016, there was a man named Oscar. He always wore the same dark velvet red suit everyday, the suit of a hotel doorman of course. His job was to deliver packages; Although he prefered to be an hotel doorman. But he was scared of heights. His boss, Michael, Wore a heavy black suit with dark black hair that curved back even when he wakes up. Michael gave Oscar a suitcase and a newspaper to deliver to 10,001 Greece Street. It read: Deliver to Mr Zeus.

Oscar thought back, because he didn’t believe in Zeus from ancient Greek mythology.
He walked outside and stared into his new complex world with hoverboards and bikes that are faster than the speed of light in his eyes, and all he got was a old broken down scooter to deliver to floating mansions. He drove his scooter to Jump street but it stopped up to 10,000. He looked at the corner of 10,000 and a long string walkway with jagged spikes and crocodiles under it awaiting him.

At the top of the string there was ancient white cylinders and white steps covered with gold lining and at the top being an ancient temple of some sort. He was scared, frightened he didn’t know what to do... He got up and walked across the string and he never looked down. He was nearly there... Nearly there... “Look down, I’m just joking, you’re already here” Oscar fell and he landed on the ground unconscious while a bright figure picked up the package and walked away, leaving the newspaper behind.

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