Status: Short Story
Last-Minute Essay
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“My torch is broken!” a British boy said to himself.
He pressed the on/off button harshly. It wasn’t turning on, and it was the only source of light he had since the power went out. Now he didn’t have any light to see, his only pen was on its last bit of ink, and the deadline for the essay was the following morning,
The boy sat at the window and immediately started writing whenever a spasm of lightning came. At this rate it was going to take hours to finish his essay but at least it was something.
Unfortunately, after only about five minutes, sirens went off outside, signaling everyone to go to their safe rooms. The boy put his head down on the windowsill while sighing heavily, knowing he was going to have to pull an all-nighter for his assignment.
He pressed the on/off button harshly. It wasn’t turning on, and it was the only source of light he had since the power went out. Now he didn’t have any light to see, his only pen was on its last bit of ink, and the deadline for the essay was the following morning,
The boy sat at the window and immediately started writing whenever a spasm of lightning came. At this rate it was going to take hours to finish his essay but at least it was something.
Unfortunately, after only about five minutes, sirens went off outside, signaling everyone to go to their safe rooms. The boy put his head down on the windowsill while sighing heavily, knowing he was going to have to pull an all-nighter for his assignment.
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Words given:Siren
Pen
Torch
Deadline