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Ord English essay help/ideas needed

  • 22-01-2011 10:30pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 661 ✭✭✭


    Hi guys.
    I have a personal essay that has to be done for tuesday and I'm really stuck for ideas :o
    The essay has to contain this sentence at some point, " It all happened so fast, the last thing I remembered was a loud bang".
    Could anybody give me a few ideas of what I should base it on? ( I'm really bad at essays :( )
    Thanks.


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,229 ✭✭✭pathway33


    It was an ordinary morning. I got up, checked my hair, smelt my clothes and decided I was good to go to the kitchen. Sausages. Mmmm. I had dreamt about them that night. Spitting at me. They needed to be tamed. I went to open the fridge but knelt in prayer before I did. I hoped they would be there. No, I prayed. It worked. The sausages my mother had bought yesterday were still there. My sister had not finished them all off in the middle of the night as I had feared. I saw the butter and I thought – revenge. Matches, a frying pan, a good knife – the biggest we had – that was all I needed. I dived on the sausages and laid them bare on the chair. One by one I cut and cut and cut. This was only the beginning for them. Them rotters that had woken me up in the middle of the night. I turned on the gas and then the phone rang. It was my best friend Bert. ‘Hey Bob’ he said, ‘I had the weirdest dream last night’. ‘What was that Bert?’ I asked. ‘I dreamt I was killed by a sausage’. ‘Serious man. I had the same dream. He ran at me and just flattened me’ I said. ‘No mine was different’ said Bert. ‘What happened to me was I was just lighting the gas when the phone rang. I answered the phone, was chatting away and then it all happened so fast, the last thing I remembered was a loud bang’. Oh no............


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