The Tell-Tale Hand; Creative Writing Homework Topic: Imagine you were a rodent, how would you react?

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I am writing from a point of view of a muskrat.

Submitted: March 01, 2009

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How would you feel to be a big, old, overweight muskrat? We’ll I’ll tell you isn’t that pleasant. You get yelled at for no reason, and worst of all people scream and run away from you. Yeah, sure I look like a mop. Some family of older people used me as one, one time. Now sit down and relax and pretend you are in a movie theater because this story is scary, and my worst nightmare.
You’re watching a movie………………………

“Find your seats class. Today we are learning about giant hands.” My teacher sounded annoyed.

“Nooooooooooo!”I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Martin is there something wrong?” my teacher asked, concerned. “Do you need to visit the giant hand?”

“Huh?” My mouth was wide open; had she really said what I thought?

“Do you need to go to the nurse?” she asked again.

“Oh,” I said, “no.” I sighed with relief.

Finally the bell rang. It felt like time was endless in that classroom. The clock went tick tock tick tock. What torture. But everywhere I looked I saw signs that said, Crossing to the giant hand, and Stop! Giant hand walking. That’s it, I was officially losing it. I would go home and watch TV.

At home it wasn’t any better. I thought my mom was a giant hand and she didn’t take that as a compliment, but my dad got a chuckle out of it.

I flipped on the TV.

The giant hand news.

Changed the channel.

The giant hand case.

Changed the channel.

Martin and the giant hands.

“We want Martin. We are the giant hands. Rock n’ roll,” the TV sang.

First of all rock n’ roll was so 12 years ago, and second of all Ahhhhhhhhhh!That’s right I yelled it so the whole world could hear.

But……………………………………….

In came a twister. That’s right, it came out of nowhere and I was screaming my head off for that too until the roof came off and in came the most biggest hand I had ever seen and……………………………….

I opened my eyes; they felt so heavy it felt like they were filled with iron. I was a panting puppy.

“Oh it was a dream.” I said.

Or was it? You decide.

THE END!!!!!!!


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