Sam's 19th Birthday - Original Writing
"Oh no" said Liam " Sam's passed out…. again" He carried on while
rolling his eyes " It's your turn to wake him up I think George".
George turned his head around ignoring the TV for the first time in 5
hours.
" Huh?" being his usual talkative self " What you want now? They're
about to show David Brent again". Liam, also known as Limpit to his
closer friends, turned on a sixpence saying, "If you don't wake up
Sam, that pizza will become stuck to his face permanently." He nodded
towards a slumped Sam whose head was immersed in a mixture of pizza
dough, cheese and tomato sauce along with a few stray beans on the
side. George propped himself up trying to get a better look at Sam's
head, which was by now slowly sinking further and further into the
pizza dough. Peering around, George saw his younger brother Elliot
with his legs behind his head trying to drink a bottle of cola at the
same time. Liam noticed the expression on George's face. "Isaac told
Elliot that it would clear up his hiccups" he said with a shake of the
head and a sigh while clearing up what was left of the birthday cake.
"Where exactly is Isaac, Liam?" George said.
"He's outside I think talking to Sophie." As Liam said this he sped
past the chair George was in to try in help Elliot pry his legs from
behind his head.
"Ah ok, in that case I'd better get up and tidy all this mess up,
along with eventually waking Sam up." George stood up from the chair
that looked like it had been used far too much. It was being held
together with masking tape and spare bits of wood for splints. While
making his way over to Sam, George picked up a spatula, which he hoped
would give him some help in getting the remains of that pizza from
Sam's face. He grabbed Sam's earlobe, which happened to be the only
...he prolonging sleep, to find himself at the hospital. As he struggles to wake up, he realizes that his left leg has been amputated:
and to top it off an orange tie. He jumps up from his seat and smoke
re-entered the club with the gasoline, poured it on to the floor and ignited it
they are forced to flee the town from a lynch mob, we understand why George is so
“Yes dear, but please be careful! I don’t want you to be tracking mud inside the new house!”
"Oh", he whispered. "You better get going then or else the boss will be furious."
"Take it," he said, "this is my body." Then he took a cup, gave thanks
"And here we are. This will be Lea's room and your luggage should already be in there."
“Normally when something is done over… it’s so that you can do it better or fix it.” Addie thought to
at the escape, which would be his way out of the place. He was always losing his
"Well, I need to tidy up my flat, draw a bit then get ready for the party," I planned my day, half talking to Tilly, half talking to myself.
Billy looked up his thoughts interrupted, “Oh why of course!” he handed his cup over and folded his hands on his lap as the woman
“Time for you to get up I think, little man” I reply as I walked over to the window.
two hands just to hold it, it was so big let alone attempt to break