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Monster Bed!
Oh, monster bed. Every I observe my surroundings! Yet, you seem to be missing... I'll fall into bed, my head wondering why you must taunt me... However I have no fears with my trusty diamond sword at hand. I hear your monstrous voice echo through the hallway.
"Why can't you just go home?" I mutter. The small scuttling bones of a skeleton rattle as he moves. He's old bones creaking; He's just ready to shoot. "He's no match for me! With his puny little bow..." I yelled. The old,bony skeleton shot a volley, penatrating my wall. I tighten my grip on the covers- terrified.
The ominous hissing sound filled the room. The unnerving noise of a spider moving under my bed. The spider released a long hiss. Oh, I wish I could just crush you like an insect.
The moans and groans of Mr. Zombie fills the room... I swear that I saw one of his arms poking out beneath the bed. I shout "Go away!" He replies with a groan. Prehaps he just wants a slice of cake? Well he's not getting a piece of my cake! I shout at him once again "The cake is mine!" This time there's no response. Haha!, I have him this time!
I know that he's there- the enderman. He wants my nice warm red bed for his collection of stolen items. He think he's so good with it's little teleporting act, however he's not going anywhere tonight because now he's stuck under the bed - The same bed he wants to take from me!
Lastly, I hear that ever so familiar hiss of a creeper. He sneaks out from under the bed, sizzling like his life depended on it. I see his small body swell, an before I knew it; I awaken from the terrible dream.
I plunk down my torch and check under my bed... but as usual you're gone. I go back to bed thinking I'm probaly insane! But then I hear it... the creaking of bones, the hissing of an excited spider, moans of my undead friend, the urging of a enderman from under my bed, and the sizzling of that stupid creeper.
"Just go away!" I yell.
"I'm just Steve..." I sigh "Can't anyone get any sleep around here?" I said in an annoyed tone.
I lie down... The sounds are quiet finally, but then;
"Not with the monster bed you can't"
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Update #1 : by Kinzroo 01/04/2013 1:20:55 pmJan 4th, 2013
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"Why can't you just go home?", I mutter. The small scuttling bones of a skeleton rattles as he moves. He's old bones creaking; He's ready to shoot(Link two independent clauses with a semi colon). "The skeleton with the puny little bow is no match for me!" I yelled. The old, bony(Don't stop describing him!) skeleton shot a volley of arrows, penetrating my wall. I tighten my grip on the blankets - terrified.
A ominous hissing sound filled the room. The unnerving noise of a spider moving under my bed. The spider released a long hiss. Oh, I wish I could just crush you like an insect.
The moans and groans of Mr. Zombie fills the room . . . I swear that I saw one of his arms poking out beneath the bed. I shout, "Go away!" He replies with a groan. Perhaps he wants a slice of cake? Well, he's not getting a piece of my cake! I shout at him once again,"The cake is mine!" This time there's no response. Haha!, I have him this time!
I know that he's there - the enderman. He(I'd prefer 'he' for humanoids.) wants my nice, warm, red bed for his collection of stolen items. He thinks he's so good with his little teleporting act, however he's not going anywhere tonight, because now he's stuck under the bed - the same bed he wants to take from me!
Lastly, I hear that ever so familiar hiss of a creeper. He sneaks out from under the bed, sizzling like his life depended on it. I see his small body swell, and before I knew it; I awaken from the terrible dream.
I plunk down my torch and check under my bed, but as usual you're gone. I return to bed, thinking that I'm probably insane, and then I hear them . . . The creaking of bones, the hissing of an excited spider, the moans of my undead friend, the urging of a enderman form under my bed, and the sizzling of that stupid creeper.
"Just go away!" I yell.
"I'm just Steve . . . Can't anyone get any sleep around here?", I said in an annoyed tone.
I lie down . . . It was still until I heard, "Not with the monster bed, you can't."
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