Short Story
It was 3:00 in the afternoon, as Matt came running out of the bus's doors singing %26quot;School's out for summer! School's out forever!%26quot; He burst in the front door of his house.
%26quot;Hi Matthew, how was your last day of 6th grade?%26quot; His Mother questioned.
%26quot;Just fine mom.%26quot; .
%26quot;Thats good. We should be leaving for the Grand Canyon soon, i hope you've packed your bags already.%26quot;
%26quot;Yeah, I just did it this morning.%26quot; he lied.
Matt darted up the stairs, to his room and Hastily threw some old T-shirts and some jeans into a duffle bag.
%26quot;Done.%26quot; he murmured under his breath.
He took the bag and headed back down the stairs and into the the kitchen where his mother was just finishing up washing the dishes.
%26quot;Are you all ready? We're just waiting for your father to get back here with our passports.%26quot;
%26quot;Yep all read...%26quot; He was interrupted by the front door opening. His father appeared, holding 3 American passports.
%26quot;I'm back, Lets go!%26quot; Matt's father said, seeming eager to leave.
Matt and his parents threw their luggage into the trunk, and got in the car.
%26quot;Okay, it's a long drive from Canada to Arizona and we're not stopping to head back, so before we leave, are we forgetting anything?%26quot;
%26quot;Nope!%26quot; Responded matt and his mother at the same time.
%26quot;Alright, then let's go.%26quot;
Just then, matt remembered how much he'd hated car rides. They're so tedious. I can't watch TV, or play video games. I don't even get to listen to what I want on the radio because dad never lets anyone change the station from Cool Country 98.5. Matt thought.
*Sigh*
The engine started up as Matt angrily buckled his seatbelt. Then the car took off down the street. Matt watched out the window. He passed by the grocery store, with its elegant glowing neon sign. He passed by the toy shop, admiring the displays in the window.
When the car finally got on the highway, Matt started to doze off. When suddenly, he was awakened by a loud THUMP.
Matt looked out the window and saw that the car was slowing to a stop. %26quot;Hey, wha- what happened?
%26quot;I'm not sure.%26quot; His father replied. %26quot;I'm going to get out and have a look.%26quot;
Matt watched his father walk towards the back of the car. He carefully inspected the car's tires. Then Matt heard him mutter something, not quite sure what, as came back around the car. %26quot;Well, it seems we've got a flat tire. I can fix this but it may take a while.%26quot; Said Matt's father in an unhappy manner.
%26quot;Aww man!%26quot; Matt said, as he kicked the back of the seat in a fit of anger.
Matt's father turned up the volume on the radio all the way so he could hear his music from outside of the car. Then he took some strange tool, Matt had never seen before, out of the glove compartment and headed back to the tire.
What should happen next?Please help me with my short story?The strange tool ends up in his dad's eye!Please help me with my short story?What ever you want, it is your short story, don't let any one write it for you, it wouldn't be yours then!Please help me with my short story?this is really good so far.
but if you want like a tragedy make another car crash into theres.
if you want it to be happy have the dad fix the tire and they go to the grand canyon.Please help me with my short story?The tool should turn out to be a chainsaw.
Then the dad should completely bust up the car with the chainsaw and be like 'Whoops, I thought it was a car jack. Wow, Im dumb%26quot;
And then matt should be like %26quot;WHo's to say whats fair to say, and what not to say? - let's ask Dr Dre.%26quot;
And then Dre Dre should come over and critisize the boy and the father for letting the flat tire experience drive them apart.
Lesson learned? Ask Dr Dre for advice sooner than later.
