Cal McClelland's 55wss

Cal McClelland

Mr.Breaton

EWC 4U1

20th May 2014

The Horde

They all stood frozen and petrified. The horde was coming. The horde approached with verocity. Men, women, and children stampeded over one another with the viciousness of a hungry animal.     

There was no escape, no refuge. Reggie gave a small whimper.  

“Do it,” he said. Steve turned on the sign “Black Friday sale. Now open.”

The Struggle

The noise was deafening. Max could feel his head about to explode. Max began to sweat profusely as he was being crushed by a blanket of iron. He fought and struggled against the force. He forced his leg and arm out and pushed himself to freedom. Panting he spoke;

“I hate getting out of bed.”