I have a story to tell you, however, you'll be the one to continue it...and others can continue your story..make it short, 2-3 sentences i guess would be enough...(no profanity, abusive, and adult ideas please.)
Complete the story with who, when, where, what, whom..how questions...you can turn the story into drama, comedy, action, adventure or horror, any genre you like!
Once there was a man who's walking along the street. Wearing his cap and carrying a suit case....
It was odd really, as his cap was blue and his case was green. And we allknow that blue and green should never be seen...
But he kept on walking though.. and eventually he stop infront of a bank and stood there for some minutes...
He had some cheques to deposit today. He had to get them deposited because there was rent and the mortgage to pay. He also had to pay the dentist bill too.
Yeah, he then sighed. Life is really hard nowadays. You have to do everything so you can just survive the day with those bills to pay for..
Then he saw a beggar and was faced with a dilemma. Could he spare even small change or should he ignore him.
he ignored him and walked on the streets alone with his ...
with his change still jingling in his pockets, rather haunting him, making him feel almost guilty that he had not stopped and helped the man, when he knew he should have, so he turned....
He asked himself...why should i? We all need to work to earn moneyu so we can eat? The beggar looks strong with that body built he has, much even healthier than I do..he said.
With a hope to guide the bagger to do some meaningful work, he decided to have a word with the beggar
He sit beside the beggar and look straight on his eyes. The thought of him sitting around the beggar makes him really uncomfortable...
Suddenly he knew the answer to the problem, and said,"Let's emptly our pockets, he who has the most must give a donation to the other, OK?" and the beggar nodded ok....
so they both emptied out their pockets, and counted the money, and to his suprise, he had....
only a few strings, a dime, two quarters and a penny in his pocket where the begger had at least two dollars in change. He smiled at the lonely vagrant and thought of his beautiful wife, three children, and their small yet clean, warm home and said,
"Never mind then. You can keep your change and what little I have. Best of luck to you, and Merry Christmas." The man then continued down the sidewalk counting his blessings but stopped suddenly when he saw the oddest sight.......
What a sight...a handbag was left on the bench..it is a nice handbag, you can tell immediately that it is an expensiveone...
He was surprised and excited. But also felt bad for the person who left the bag. So he...
...he also thought that maybe this is his lucky day. Is this a blessing or a test for me?
He could not wait to tell Sister Anne the news. The shelter had run out of funds this season and he was sure the money would be put to a good use.
That's rediculous he thought. Then turned around and a woman said, "Thanks for finding my bag." She took it and walked away.
He knew it was not her bag so he caught up to her and took the bag back. After a scuffle he decided he would hand the bag in to the local constabulary to decide upon the rightful owner.
But when the Constable Sergeant inspected the bag there was no ID so he said...
I will just lock this in our lost and found closet and see if anyone comes to claim it. Leave your name and number and I will call you if noone has claimed it in 30 days.
Oh then what fantasies began! What cruel and mindless forces were released with those few words!..
After 30 days...Christian, (the man's name) received a call from the Sergeant with a news about the handbag he surrendered to them...
"I am sorry to inform you that the bag has been misplaced out of the cupboard."
"Stolen!!!!" exclaimed Christian.
"Well I started to investigate and I will keep you informed."
"You ...you...you incompetent........ CLICK
He hung up on me thought Christian as he scratched his head. Mighty sus if you ask me.
but he had to hurry or he would be late! After quickly changing into his best suit, (the one that matches his briefcase) he kissed his wife good-bye and ran out the door. Endless possibilities ran through his mind as he contemplated what type of questions the interviewer might ask. "As long as they don't ask me about.....
one thing that I really do not want to discuss with anybody, and the fact that I would have to tell the truth to everyone involved, and that would prove to be an embarresment to me, and the whole group of people involved with the scandelous crime of.....
being a failed politician. My sexuality let me down when I ran for election. I just knew those skeleton's would pop out of the closet one day. I mean does anyone really know what it feels like to be a... a... fairy. Oh see now I hear you laughing.
Yes and I am the worst kind of fairy... I am evil...through and through... I just remembered I need to pop out and buy my new fish nets after this damn interview. What colour? OOOps!! Sorry this is my floor...
Then as Chris was 10 feet away from the door of the interview a gust of wind swerled about. Leaves and garbage everywhere. When the wind settled he saw a ticket against the building. He picked it up and knew it was a winning....
...lottery ticket. He just knew it because all wek long he had a feeling his luck was about to change and things were going to get better.
"It's really my lucky day today!" he shouted. As Chris checked on the ticket, it has a winning jackpot of...
548 million dollars!
Phooey to this job!, thought Chris inwardly...he imagined himself in far off places sipping fine alcohol while scantily clad women paraded around him....
Christian thought himself lucky for finding that ticket, and with a spirit of entitlement he went to claim his reward...
As he was walking to claim his reward, a little fat man stepped out from a car, he opened his mouth and snatched the ticket from his hand, and that's the last I heard of poor Christian..
No, Hastings, what we know is that he was on his way to collect his reward, that a little fat man jumped from a car and snatched the ticket from his hand, that Hastings was the last that was heard of Christian.
But surely Poirot we have no idea who the fat man was
Ah but we have
The fat man was Tom, who's known by his palms, But where do we know him from? Yes, he works for cnn.com ...
Hastings we have been given a clue, now go quickly to the house of the man called Tom and dont speak to any reporters on the way...
There appears to have been little progress in this case...perhaps we need to look again at the butler
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