A thousand words??

Okay, have te ever heard the saying "A picture's worth a thousand words"? Well for those who like to write o are just bored, here's a picture now te make up the story.

(random pic I got off of flikr)

If te don't want to write a story about this pic, then you're welcome to carica your own pic to write about. :) :)
 A thousand words??
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Once upon a yime a old geezer sat on a bech and wondered, "Why the hell did I bring an umbrella if it is sunny outside?" He then goes home and yells at kids to get off of his lawn, he watches his soaps, bathes and goes to letto at 2:00p.m sharp. THE END
Trainofdoom posted più di un anno fa
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*time, lol
Trainofdoom posted più di un anno fa
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^once upon a yime nice
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Goldilottes said:
Thats a cool idea ^^
ok, here's my completely-off-the-top-of-my-head random story about what i see going on in this picture ^^ (you should take a good look at the picture first lol)


Once, there was a magic parkbench. Anyone who sat on it turned into a creepy old man. one day, a creepy old man sat on it and turnet into a creepy old man.
The creepy old man was just busy being a creepy old man, sitting on the magic parkbench wondering how it could possibly have been so magical as to turn him into even più of a creepy old man than he already was. When suddenly, a bug appeared at his foot. The creepy old man looked down at the bug, and saw that it was infact a teeny tiny person. the teeny tiny person gave the creepy old man a piece of dog shat and detto that he could wish for anything he wanted.
Just then the sun began to shine, so, not believing the teeny tiny person, the creepy old man wished for a creepy old umbrella so he could carry on creeping people out. the creepy old man held the shat in his right hand, and it became a creepy old umbrella.
Then, as the creepy old man realised he could have wished for anything he wanted, he squashed the teeny tiny person with his shoe, who turned into a leaf.

the end ^^
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haha nice. I like it! ^-^
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Me_Iz_Here said:
Once, there was a man named Bob. He was old and had no idea what to do with his life. One giorno he took a walk. But he got Lost in the woods. He was sognare ad occhi aperti and thinking about how he would kill to have his wife back. Now he was in the woods. He took out his phone. His phone was dead. He kept walking.
There were two other people in the woods, lost. A girl and a boy, who were in town for their honeymoon. They saw the man and asked for directions. He detto he was also lost, so they started walking together. Bob kept walking and leaned against a tree. A bird pooped on him. He was getting tired of this walking.
The newlyweds eventually walked away. They found a path and followed it. But the girl felt sorry for the old man. But she just kept walking with her husband. They made it back to the town.
Bob kept walking. All of a sudden, a person in black came out and put a bag over his head. Bob struggled to get out, but he was knocked unconscious. The person in black dragged him to a van.
After hours, they were in Canada. It was nighttime. Bob woke up, and the bag was no longer over his head. His hands were tied behind his back and there was duct tape on his mouth. He started screaming. He wanted to get out. The furgone, van stopped, and the person in black came and ripped the duct tape off of Bob’s mouth.
Bob screamed in pain because it pulled some of his facial hair out. But the man in black hit him in the head, so he calmed down. He was scared. “What do te want with me?” he asked, “tell me, why are te doing this?”
The person in black took off their hood. It wasn’t a man, but a girl, with wavy blond hair. She was about sixteen. Her blue eyes showed evilness. “I don’t know. But the other day, my boyfriend broke up with me, and I’m very lonely.”
Bob hoped this wasn’t what he thought it was. The girl continued. “So, I need someone to keep me company.”
Bob was unconscious again. When he woke up, he was tied to a chair in a motel room. He saw the girl.
“I was hoping you’d wake up soon. My name is Ali. And I lied about the whole ‘my boyfriend broke up with me and I’m lonely’ thing. Actually, I died a anno ago. They found my body. But in fact, they found someone else’s. See, I hired someone to look like me. I told her she would replace me, and she was ecstatic. In my town, everyone wanted to be me. I was, well, I guess te could say popular. But, the girl was stupid. I knew this guy. He was amazing. But I found out he wanted to kill me. So I sent the girl with him. She died, not me.”
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Bob was very scared. She was a young girl, but she was scary. “Please, let me go!” he pleaded. “Sorry,” Ali said, “I can’t do that. Let me continue with my story. I went missing, and a anno later they found my body. Someone was accused, but the charges were dropped and one of my Friends was accused instead. I had four close friends. Now, I want to play a little prank on them. They have boyfriends, one has a girlfriend. I want te to help me kidnap them, to shake the girls up. After all, they deserve it. I’m sure they’ve done something terrible. So can te help me?” “Never,” Bob said.
Me_Iz_Here posted più di un anno fa
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WOW! that's awsome ( the story and the thousand words.)
booklover27 posted più di un anno fa
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The story wasn't even about the guy on the bench xD.
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POPclogger216 said:
Here we go:
Where will I go? The man thought as he sat down onto the old, worn park bench, the same one he had been sitting at for the past ten years, where he had first kissed his now deceased wife, where he asked her to marry him, where he had always sat while his children played on the swings. He kicked at a pebble on the concrete, thinking to himself some more, for he had no aquaintances to speak to.
What will happen to me? I’m 73, my wife’s dead, and all my children have grown up. What else can I do with my life? He pondered as he watched a couple holding hands walk by, too Lost in each others company to notice anything else around them. He sighed.
Might as well do something. He started wondering about how an animal always finds its way home, about why heat rises, and cold doesn’t, where a arcobaleno leads to, and many other things, things only a person who has lived through it all could think of.
A bird came to rest about five feet from him, and slowly hopped toward him until it jumped onto the bench with him, cocking its head and peeping at him, as if asking, “What are te thinking of, te wizened man?”
The man, being his down-to-earth self, somehow understood the little bird, and began to speak to it.
“Oh, I’ve been thinking of many things, like why there is death, where a arcobaleno leads to, and just how the littlest things work, like a vacuum, o a hose,” He said, excited that he had an audience to tell his thoughts to aloud.” And, I’ve always wondered how an animal always found its way home. Maybe te could help me with that, little bird?” He chuckled. The bird cheeped, as if answering his question.
“Oh, I understand now! Thank you, my petite feathered friend!” The old man laughed again, feeling like a little kid, having conversations with animals. He checked his watch.
“Bother! Sadly, I have to depart with you, for I don’t want to stay out after dark. Not really sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza for old Geezers like me,” He detto standing up and brushing off the back of his trousers. “ Goodbye, my little acquaintance! Maybe we can meet here tomorrow, about 3 O’ clock?”
The bird cheeped, then hopped of the bench and flew away, while the man headed back to his little apartment, glad to have finally had someone, rather something, to talk to.

Not one thousand, but 419.
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Wow, that was really good ^^ I was goijg to write one like that, but i decided to do più random one lol ^^
Goldilottes posted più di un anno fa
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^^ agreed, that was REALLY good :)
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Thank you! :)
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InquisitiveOwl said:
The old man stared at the ground, wistfully recalling the days he had spent with his children. He remembered the long gone times in which they had spend in this park, so happy, so free, without a care in the world. But that was a long time fa and now he sits alone, alone and recalling.
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siory said:
Once upon a time there was a 5 anno old kid called John,John had a girlfriend who used to meet up at the bench every day.One giorno a train crossed over his girlfriend and she was crushed to pieces,heart broken John stayed there forever turning into uncle John one giorno he woke up with a granny sitting successivo to him who hit her in the face with her borsa and that's where uncle John realize that he was only dreaming and the grandma was his girlfriend facing the horror he broke up with her and was crushed da the same train he saw in his dream and now is resting peacefully in his grave.



not much of a story teller I am.

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