Creative writing with Mr. Hudsin

It is time to remodel and I mean let's start knocking down some walls. We are going all out with this crazy project. First lets go buy a bunch of useless crap that is unrelated to the project. Then after all the stores have closed for the night realize, "oh I forgot nails, glue, wood timbers and more important things." Once you finally get on track, the most dreaded thing happens. You loss the blueprints or instruction manual. Cursing at the big mess you made out of your house, you give up and end up calling someone else to finish the construction. Twenty six hundred dollars later your dream broom closet is finally finished.

When I was little I was terrified of E.T. My brother loved E.T., he had the movie, all of the memorabilia and a little robot doll. The part in the movie where he is hiding in the closet among all the stuffed animals, scared the crap out of me. I used to think he was hiding in my closet ready to jump out and attack me or something. There was another part in the movie that really grossed me out. It is when E.T. runs away and falls into a creek. When they finding him, he is like a pasty white and his heart is pounding red. Also my brother would chase me with the robot E.T. until I would start crying.