It was a bitter winter's night and George was sitting in his big white house.
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English Creative Writing Piece It was a bitter winter's night and George was sitting in his big white house. George's lapdog, Tony, was lying at his owner's feet. His big pointy ears were jiggling and his huge forehead was creasing up as he breathed in and out. George was watching television. Although he was not really mentally capable of understanding some of the intellectual humour he was watching, he happily sat there giggling away at the Tweenies with Tony. George and Tony deserved to relax after the hard day they had had at school. George was head boy at his school, the United School of Akronica, and he was having a spot of trouble with one of the other boys. Sammy Whosayne was bullying other children in his class and George thought that he should do something about it. George also believed that Sammy had some stink-bombs of mass poignancy but he could not prove anything. Although George was head boy, it did not mean he could do what he wanted; he had to speak to one of the teachers first.
George attack completely wiped out the bully's 'fortresses'. He fled with his friends for fear of getting a paper cut. George was so happy that he couldn't stop himself from giggling like a little girl. After George's crushing victory, he embarked on a search of the classroom for the stink-bombs of mass poignancy. He started this colossal task by checking in Whosayne's locker. Obviously not realising that the locker was open, George set about trying to push the door open. He pushed as hard as he could for a good forty-nine minutes. Eventually Tony the dog, who had watched the whole pathetic affair, decided he couldn't take it anymore and decided to show George that the door was unlocked and all he had to do was pull it. Tired out after pushing a solid piece of metal for forty-nine minutes, George languidly routed through the deviant's locker for any signs of the stink bombs of mass-poignancy. The locker was covered in dust, much like a certain middle-eastern country whose name escapes me. He searched every nook and cranny of the cupboard.
Sammy opened his mouth and that's when George finally realised who it was. He grabbed him and took him out to show the rest of the play ground. 'I've caught him' he shouted. Not realising that nobody cared and that they weren't listening he carried on his speech. 'I have capturidafied this hooligan and hopefully he will not continue to tormentify us any more. Thank me very much for giving me your attention'. It was a good job that no one was listening because he would have made a complete ass out of himself. Not only had his speech included words that didn't exist but where he believed he was holding a master criminal, he was actually clutching a piece of tarpaulin with some loose bits of hair stuck to it. By this point Tony the dog had given up trying to help him. This is the end of my tale about a stupid man with power and his pet. As of yet, we do not know if George will be elected as head of the United School of Akronica but let's hope, for all our sakes, that someone with more common sense gets the job.
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