Ketchuptome
I have a story.It is called Riders of the Apocapyse.
Its about a post-apocalptic world where they race with horses instead of cars.It is year 2110 and a young boy who father was a ''Rider''.He was popular and famous but one day the father gets into a terrible accident and dies.Now the boy wants to become a ''Rider'' like his father and find out is fathers past.Herre is a sample.
''It was 12 o' clock.Feeling restless i looked out the window into the deep and mysterious fog.I suddenly thought this must be a dream.But then.
I see a figure of a unknown creature.Soon the fog started to die and then i saw my father on top of the horse.I was in shock.i couldn't believe my eyes.My heart was pounding,my hands were sweaty and my throat became to dry to scream his name.I ran down the stairs at full speed avoiding the obsatacles in the kicthen.I burst open the door and run into the yard.....Only to see my fathers horrible accident.He fell of his horse tumbled on the ground and fell into the deep abist(mispelled).Nooooooo!!!!!!!I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I then woke up in horror.''It was just a dream i said to myself.I peeked out the window to see a radiant sun and no fog.that wasn't no accident i told myself.10 years of racing and my father never fell off.He was murded.........
I wanted the story to be first person so the reader can relate.Uhh what do u guys think.
Its about a post-apocalptic world where they race with horses instead of cars.It is year 2110 and a young boy who father was a ''Rider''.He was popular and famous but one day the father gets into a terrible accident and dies.Now the boy wants to become a ''Rider'' like his father and find out is fathers past.Herre is a sample.
''It was 12 o' clock.Feeling restless i looked out the window into the deep and mysterious fog.I suddenly thought this must be a dream.But then.
I see a figure of a unknown creature.Soon the fog started to die and then i saw my father on top of the horse.I was in shock.i couldn't believe my eyes.My heart was pounding,my hands were sweaty and my throat became to dry to scream his name.I ran down the stairs at full speed avoiding the obsatacles in the kicthen.I burst open the door and run into the yard.....Only to see my fathers horrible accident.He fell of his horse tumbled on the ground and fell into the deep abist(mispelled).Nooooooo!!!!!!!I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I then woke up in horror.''It was just a dream i said to myself.I peeked out the window to see a radiant sun and no fog.that wasn't no accident i told myself.10 years of racing and my father never fell off.He was murded.........
I wanted the story to be first person so the reader can relate.Uhh what do u guys think.
