Madam Elvet's fortune cookies were always right. She really could see the future. A nice profit came from those cookies and even though she knew no one actually wanted to know their future she wrote them anyway.
Max knew that Madam Elvet's cookies never lied. He had bought them before and it had always happened. Plus the cookies were so precise. He wasn't afraid of these cookies and bought them every once in a while.
Normally they would say things like -
"A dog will bark at you as you walk past the blue house with the white door on the way home."
It meant nothing to him. Max was a 15-year-old boy with shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. He only had one sister, Rebecca. He was an average boy with a passion for science.
One day he was out with Rebecca, she went to the market and Max decided to buy one of Madam Elvet's cookies. He walked into the store and calmly picked up a cookie, he bought it an left.
He cracked open the cookie, it said -
"The first person you see who is holding an apple in their right hand will be the person who kills you."
He almost fell down right there. He had never gotten a fortune this serious.
Then he saw his sister coming up to him. She was eating a red apple. The words of his fortune played in his head. Was his sister also his his murderer?
"That's a nice apple you're holding in your right hand," he said.
She thought about this for a few seconds. "This isn't my right hand, it's my left," she said. "Here, I bought one for you too. She got it out without using her right hand at all.
Then she softly placed an apple in Max's right hand.
Are all these stories you have written or are they ideas for stories to write.
ReplyDeleteWait so Max is going to kill himself. Weird, or Is whats her name losing her power to tell the future
ReplyDeleteActually this one is finished. It's a short story, a really short story.
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