9/11 Short Stories

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73 Devonshire

“Wake up! You don’t want to miss the first day of school!”
“Ughhhhhhh,” Sam moaned. He creepily got out of my bed like a zombie (simile) and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Sam grabbed the handle of the faucet and accidentally turned on the hot burning water (touch). The window above the sink was open and Sam sniffed the unpolluted air and it smelled clean. (smell) Sam was going to be the only new student who joined Rocky Saga Middle School in the middle of the school year.
When Sam entered his new classroom, a short red-haired boy with freckles named Max greeted him,“Hi!”
“Hi.”
“Where do you live?”
“73 Devonshire, in Stonegate community.”
Max gasped and he was rock solid. (metaphor) He stated that Sam’s black pointy …show more content…

Suddenly the same words he told in his scary story were heard “Trouble, trouble, trouble…” Sam was so afraid he hid under his bed but he could still hear the soft dry whisper of what seemed like real ghosts. Sam thought Is Max right? Is my house really haunted? He sat in his bed for the rest of the night with tears slowly dripping down his face.
The following day at school, Sam was in the lunch line for delicious cheesy pizza (taste). More people this time, gathered around Sam to hear another scary spooky story. (alliteration) This time he caught the attention of his classmates by telling them stories of how toys were walking around the house. (personification) He claimed that “There were dolls, walking slowly into my room, when one of the popped out of nowhere in front of my face eyes closed.(sight)
Suddenly, the rusty old speaker beeped, (onomatopoeia sound) “Sam Todashi, please report to the Principal's office NOW!” Sam was completely puzzled when Sam noticed people were staring at him, (sight) with a terrified face. Uh oh, not good… Sam thought. When he entered the Principal's office Mrs. Jones was sitting on her brown comfortable adjustable chair (sight). She told Sam to sit down and she asked “What did you do with the two yellow detention slips I gave you?”
“I trashed

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