вторник, 28 октября 2014 г.

You can find the last year stories under the title "Mini sagas", the post dated 24.11.2012. Good luck!!!

Fifty-word stories!!!

Dear Group 2.4!!!

Here are your stories; I havn't changed anything; only added titles to some stories that didn't have a title. In one case I am not sure at all that I  got the title right (please correct me in the comments if I didn't!!!).

As you remember, you can comment on the mistakes or the contents of any story, or compare/contrast one or more stories, or categorize them... Help yourselves!!!)))

The Lie
It was a windy day. The successful man has been following a sweet smell. Fortunately, the smell belonged to a young girl. When they were speaking, the girl said that she was 19.
Eventually, girl’s father told to our hero the true about the age.
It’s the end.
A holiday romance 

It was a sunny day in Italy. A man was walking in Rome when he met a wonderful diamond. She was 19, with dark hair and blue eyes. The man had been standing for 20 minutes. He felt her smell. He shouted: "I love you, Mademoiselle!" But she left square.


A DAY TO FORGET
I was extremely worried about my look. My friends were setting up a costume party. I wore my princess diadema - the best part of my costume.
When I came to the party I could hardly believe my eyes. Everyone was in formal suits. I'd never go to the prty again.

Never again
It was a hard day. We nearly died there. It was so horrible but luckily we survived. We’d gone through this nightmare safe and sound. I’ve lost many friends. Some people will never come back to their families. Anyway I will never go to a party with my friends again.

A day to forget(???)
They had very difficult quarrel. She was crying and breaking plates. She begun to pack his staff. She didn't want to see his face again. But could she live without this person?... She woke up at 6 o'clock at the morning. Unfortunately,she understood that it was a horrible nightmare.


The lie
He knew that the lie didn't ever lead to anything good. He felt so nervous about that. Mark persuaded himself that everything would be well. It was a lie for good. "Daddy, read to me more, please" - came the voice of his daughter. He should tell the truth about Santa.