Thursday, March 31, 2016

My Bad Writing Process Piece

      One day Joe was sitting on a log. When a storm came a branch fell on his legs. He started screaming then an ambulance and took him to the hospital. When Joe woke up he looked at his legs and flipped out instead of flesh there was metal. Once Joe was out of the hospital he figured out that he had Race car wheels on his new metal legs. TEN YEARS LATER...Joe had his picture taken with Iron Man for being his super speedy servant helper. Sadly in a few years Iron Man found a new faster servant and Joe got sent away. Joe had got use to his legs eventually and stopped buying cars, he just used his wheels. The bad part about that is that he had to buy new wheels every now and then because they would get all beat up. At the age of 89 Joe sat around doing nothing because he couldn’t use his wheels they had rusted up. Eventually he died at 95. 

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