I suddenly awoke. I could hear the rain pelting against my window harder and harder by the minute. 2am. I sat upright on my bed, covered head to toe in my blanket with my teddy bear clutched in my arms. I stared out the window only too see rain , rain and more rain. The city I lived in didn’t have those fancy street lights. I couldn’t see the sky at all . A few more moments passed by before I heard the booming echo of thunder in the distance. I hope those people are okay. I stared at my family photo hanging on my bedroom wall. It’s a picture of me, my big brother and my parents. I’m the young daughter, 8 years old. Unfortunately , unlike the picture, I’m currently all alone. My brother is at his dorm In University or whatever you call it. My parents are overseas on work trips. I wish my brother took me with him to his dorm but I fell asleep too fast. I wonder how long this storm will last, I stared at the clock as it went tik-tok. I decided to get up from my bed to grab some my tissuebox that was sitting on the windowsill. Suddenly a bright flash of lightning appeared just outside my window. I let out a loud scream as I fell backwards only for no one to respond. Thankfully my head hit the floor so hard that I fainted and started sleeping again. My big brother came to visit during the next morning and he found out that he needed to buy some chicken soup . I had caught a cold. “Ahhhhh - Achoo!”

Young adult , older brother: “Oh yo, the pizza is here! Oh I have to tip as well…”

Younger brother who is just a kid : “Yay, Pizza!”

Older brother: “Welp there goes $40… no more takeaway lunches next week then. Gotta save up for rent…”

Younger brother: “This pizza is delicious! Thanks bro!”

Older brother: “Wait , what? You started eating already? Did you wash your hands?”

Younger brother: “Yes I did.”

Older brother: “Well, eat up then. This is all we got for dinner today.”

Hi There! I’m Anna Yang, and this is the story of how I became Bruce Lee for a day. To be honest, I still don’t understand what exactly happened…

I suddenly woke up. Something felt wrong. I felt fit. I got out of bed, walked over to the mirror and looked at my reflection.

“That can’t be! I’m Bruce Lee!? Calm down Anna, Be like water.” I took a couple deep breaths and regained my composure. “Wait If I’m Bruce Lee then-“

“Anna why did you purchase Wing Chun classes? .” Asked my mother. “This Body is frail and weak. I will make it Strong.” Said …me. “Okay, suit yourself.” And with that me walked out the the door.

Woah Bruce, you didn’t have to call my body, frail and weak! I mean you’re right but like…

…I don’t know how I saw that. I guess our brains are still linked. I wonder what my schedule is today… oh look. Exercise. My favourite. Ahhh woohoo. I’m so excited. (I’m a total couch potato, so this is not my norm.)

Wait Bruce Lee has paparazzi? Uhhh let me just go and drink water. And so I went and drank water out of a tap into my cup. And drank some more. And some more. And some more. “Mr Lee, why are you drinking so much water?” “I like water my Friend.” “Can you please do something interesting for the camera, Mr Lee? All you have done for the past 10 minutes is drink water.” “Cameras don’t like water my friend.” I splashed all their cameras with water. “My Camera is wet now!” They cried out in unison. “Yes it is.” “You’re acting very strange today.” “Yes, Today… is a strange day.” “We might as well leave if we can’t film.” And so they left. Mission accomplished.

I stayed in Bruce’s home and just began watching television and eating his snacks. I ordered some Chinese takeaway food for dinner and then later. I then went to sleep.

I then woke up in my body with abs, more fit and now I have Wing Chun lessons during Saturday afternoon.

Bruce… thanks I guess.

Bruce POV: “Why do I have a $5000, damaged camera fee? Anna!?”

After increasing my essay word count by one, by changing : “I’m” to “I am” which helped me reach my goal of 1000 words, I leaned back , took a breathe of relief, stretched my fingers and then I looked out of my window. I saw the white moon attempting to hide underneath some grey clouds. And a white … shooting star?

It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s Superman… No… that’s not Superman. It’s a plane. It’s a plane? It’s a plane that’s on fire?! And it’s headed in my direction? Sorry, I live in Metropolis, where we have the habit of thinking any U.F.O is our hero, Superman. Really, Author ? Couldn’t I have explained that after I’d gotten out of my house? I thought to myself as I ran out of my house.

“Super Man!” “Hello…” “You’re not SuperMan…” “I know. I’m Batman.”

Batman then used his grappling hook to board the falling plane and get people to safety. Guy Gardener then appeared and used his Green ring to hold up the plane with a hand and form a slide for people to use to escape from the plane.

“Nicely done, Guy Gardener.” “Thanks Bats.” I then asked : “So where is Superman?” “He’s in Gotham handling Bane.”

“Since… it’s summer… Do you guys wanna go and eat some Ice cream together?” “That’d be nice, Kid.” Said Guy Gardener. I then walked with the two Justice league members to the Ice Cream shop. We got some Ice Cream, I headed back to my room after hanging out with them and eating some Ice cream.

I stared out the window and saw Superman, And this time, it really was him. I waved to him, and he waved back as he flew past.

“Hey Bob, I’ve just received news that I’ll be interviewed for my new job as a—“, Bob Replied: “Oh that’s great, but currently you work for me and we need you in the field.” “I’m tired of working as a mercenary for hire.” “Mercenary? Brother, you’re one of us. Permanently. If you leave, your family dies. You know how we operate.” “True, that was in the contract.” “We were able to help you get a job despite your criminal background. Who else would hire a crook?” “The team I signed up for were really desperate for new recruits to join. So I got accepted, or more probably, overlooked...” “How about this Jimmy, I’ll charge you $5k in payment plan for your change of work.” “that standard procedure?” “Yes, it’s to show that we take people changing their jobs and leaving our ‘family’ very seriously. You know our operations rely heavily upon trust.” “I see. Okay, I’ll accept your offer.” “But first, we need you for one last mission.” “Sure, why not. One last round with the boys.” “We’re planning on raiding a bank.”

Later that day at nighttime.

“Man, Bob, I’m looking forward to my job interview.” “We hope it goes well for you too. Hop in the car and we’ll meet up at the rendezvous point.”

At the rendezvous point.

“Oh wait, I forgot to mention to you, Jimmy, that if you see Johnny at the bank, remember that he’s no longer one of us.” “Okay, noted.”

After breaking into the Bank. “Put your hands up high where we can—“, “Jimmy…?” “JOHNNY?!” Johnny then activated the silent alarm. “Jimmy, we need to run. Unfortunately the Police Department building is just across the street.” Whispered Bob.

Back at the rendezvous point

“Bob, what happened?” “After we lost touch with Johnny, we also had lost recent information about which branch he works at. One of our ‘Family’ rules was to always stay in touch even after you stop working for us.” “we couldn’t have stopped him from activating the alarm?” “That’s Johnny for ya. Bold, courageous and reliable. We had a hard time letting him go but he convinced us to let him go.” “Wait are you thinking what I’m thinking?” “Yeah, Johnny also knows about this rendezvous point. We need to go back to the Mafia Hideout.” “But doesn’t Johnny know about that one too?” “Lets go to Mafia Hideout Number 2 then.”

At Mafia hideout #2. “Sorry it had to end on a low note, Jimmy. We could’ve handled any other bank but not a bank with Johnny.” “What about all the other boys that were supposed to come?” “They couldn’t make it. But regardless No one, I know can handle Johnny. Johnny would’ve risked his life to activate that silent alarm effectively.” “Oh well. Thanks for everything Bob. I’ll be sure to stay in touch as friends.” “Thank you for being my co worker, I’ll see you around sometime.” “See ya , Bob.

The next Day at the police station, Jimmy was waiting in the visitors lounge. “We’re looking for a Jimmy Bianchi?” “Yes, that’s me.” “Come with us to the interrograt-, I mean Interview room.” “Officer Tom, This is why we need new recruits.” “Sorry, Boss.” “It’s okay.”

At the interrogation room. “I’ll let Officer Tom handle the interview because the author is too tired to give me a name. Good day to you both.” Said the nameless officer as he walked out of the room and watched from a far.

“So, Jimmy, it says here that you used to be a criminal?.” “Yes.” “How can we trust you.” “That’s for you to figure out, I’m trying to turn over a new leaf so that at least my kids can look up to their father. 16 years of crime and now a new leaf to turn.” “Hmmm well since you used to be working in crime, I was just wondering if you could help us identify who was robbing a bank last night?” “S-s-sure, no worries. It shouldn’t be a matter.” The Video of the security footage was played from the Smartphone of Officer Tom as Tom asked,“Do you recognise these People, Johnny.” “Hmmm, Not quite.” “Are you sure?” “I absolutely sure I don’t recognise those people.” “Oh wait. That is you. Boss! Please come in, we need to take him in for further questioning.” “I’m outta here!” Jimmy exclaimed as he frantically ran and tripped over a police donut.

I was walking through the white walled, bland, boring art gallery that had some fancy pillars and some nice paintings. I was a local , off duty policeman on a school tour with my wife’s class. She had wanted help with looking after her class of 35 Primary school students.

After walking around with them , I noticed something peculiar about the paintings. Every single painting was signed MJ. However it seemed to be colour coded. Some signatures were green while others were painted over in red.

During our lunch break, I discussed this with my wife. “Hey, do you think there’s something strange with the colour coded signatures? They all have the same initials of M and J.” “Did Micheal Jordan pick up painting? First Basketball, then Baseball and now Painting? He amazes me with his raw talent.” “No, it’s probably not Micheal Jordan, I can’t imagine him painting those flowers over there.” “How about Mary Jane? The Actor?” “Now that you mention it, a few of the paintings did smell like Mary Jane.” “Wait, Honey, are you cheating on me!?” I leaned over and whispered: “No, I meant the drug.” She gave me a confused look and then said: “Why did you use the nickname for it?” “Well, there’s a handful of people here who should stay away from such substances…” “Like who?” “Like your whole class?” “Oh… that’s right.” “I’m afraid I’m now on duty again. I have to go and figure out why these paintings smell so much like Mary Jane.”

Then the Art Gallery receptionist approached me and said, “I’m afraid you have no right to search this building without a permit.” I replied “Too bad, I have a permit,” as I lifted the permit out of my pocket.”

I then found the ‘Mary Jane’ hiding behind the paintings that had a green ‘MJ’ signature there. I checked behind the paintings red MJ signatures and found nothing.

“Sir, you are under arrest for the possession of that substance that I will not name due to there being children here. I’ll take you and the evidence to the police station for further questioning.” “Noooo my Marijuana stash!” He shouted as I pulled him towards the police car.

“Miss, what’s a Marijuana stash?” Asked the student class representative as she gave my wife a confused look, she then continued to say : “ This happened during the field trip, so I believe that this is very very important for us to learn about.” The other 34 students followed accordingly and joined in and began chanting: “Yeah , Yeah, Tell us what a Marijuana stash is!”

My wife had a very concerned and nervous reaction written across her face. She then facepalmed herself and uttered out:” Worst field trip ever.”

As the world’s resource of water began to run out, I fortunately still had my Pet Cow. But one day, my Pet cow, Whitney, disappeared from where it normally ate it’s grass.

Where could it have Gone?

After a while of walking around the area, I heard a faint munching sound. Wait…That sounds like Whitney chewing on green grass… but it can’t be! We haven’t been able to grow grass in the last 10 years! “Whitney, what are you eating!?” I said as I ran towards the grass munching cow. “Oh, you’re eating green grass?” “Mooo” said the cow as it pointed towards the grass with it’s head. “How? How did you find this miracle of land? Green grass next to a waterfall and small pond? “ “Moo” said Whitney as it ate grass. “Oh I see, you found this place because you were hungry. Well good job Whitney!” I said as I patted her back.

And that’s how I stumbled across this water Goldmine.

I then purchased this piece of land from the government. Sweet, Now I owe this waterfall.

Then the government began to work with me to make a deal to distribute some of the water to farmers. And so the town of Watsinamburg’s crops began to grow again and slowly we began to have more and more crops as a nation.

A while later, Whitney and I were interviewed on the news about the waterfall and I told them all about how it happened. The end.

You know, I’m a character inside of this story that you’re currently reading right? Well this is the story of a nightmare in my reality. (My name is Max)

City of Metropolis. 8AM.

I woke up one morning like an other morning, just on my way to the sandwich shop, Subway, to purchase a sandwich for breakfast but… “It’s a bird, it’s a plane, It’s Superman! Oh no, it’s Superman falling from the sky!” I rushed over to see what had happened to Superman. “Are you okay, Superman?” “I’m currently missing a limb, my hand got erased.” He said while he pointed towards the sky. I looked at where he was pointing… “Is that the new villain, Eraser Head?” “No, That’s actually just an eraser.” “How did that erase your left arm?” “Look closer, it’s actually the Author holding that Eraser.” “I can’t see that far.” “Oh sorry, I forgot you don’t have Supervision.” “Wait, so what’s happening up there?” “I think the author is drunk and wants to erase me. “ “I’m reporting Live, From the scene if the fight, currently hearing that ‘The Author’ is looking for you , now is enough to make any grown adult cry.” “Jimmy, You need to get out of here.” “Oh okay, I’ll make a run for it Superman.” “You too, Max.” “Oh okay. I hope you can defeat The Author.” “I can’t. So you need to get out of here while there’s still time. Hurry!” I began running after Jimmy. “Yo Jimmy, wait up, let me hide with you.” “Max? Aren’t you friends with Mr Pickle?” “That’s his English name, His Spanish Name is Un Pepinillo but, why did you bring him up?” “I recently heard that he moved to Metropolis and seeing as Superman can’t defeat The Author, Superman will need all the help he can get.” “I’ll give him a call.” “Hey Max, Thanks for calling, I’m currently in a pickle at the moment… I’m out of Pickles!” “Never mind that, but Superman needs your help.” “My help? But I’m in a pickle at the moment.” “It’s just some Pickles.” “Never mind, I found some in the Pantry of the Subway shop.” “Again, why prioritise the pickles? Superman’s in a pickle!” “Without some pickles, we will both be in a pickle when I arrive.” “What?” “See, pickles supercharge my ability.” “Oh.. I see.” “Anyway, I’ll be on my way to Soup man.” “I said Superman!” “I know but we’ll need his help too I think.” “Okay, I guess you know what you’re doing.”

“Soup man! I need your help!” “Okay, what’s the situation?” Mr Pickle explained the situation about the Author to Soup man. “Ahh, I see. Okay. I’ll meet you there.”

Soup man and Mr Pickle arrived at the scene. “Soup man and Mr Pickle?” “Yeah, it’s us” “Didn’t the Justice league appoint you to look after Gotham?” “Yeah man, but we live in Metropolis, so we’re both actually off duty at the moment.” “I see, see when I heard, “we’ll send someone from Gotham, I was expecting Batman, but not Soup man.” “Lets work together Superman.” “Sure, I can use any help I can get, but what exactly are your powers?” “We don’t have time to explain, The Author has picked up his eraser.” Said Mr Pickle” “Wait where did Soup man go?” Asked Superman. “Soup man, I need your help, can you come here?” “Well I can’t, I’m buying clothes.” “Alright, hurry up and then come over here.” “I can’t find them.” “What do you mean you can’t find them?” “I can’t find them, there’s only soup.” “Whaddya mean, “There’s only soup”?” “It means there’s only soup.” “Well get out of the soup aisle!” “Alright you don’t have to shout at me.” Said Soup man as he moved into the next aisle ”There’s just more soup!” “Whaddya mean “there’s still more soup!?” “There’s just more soup!” “Go into the next aisle!” “There’s still more soup!” “Where are you at right now?” “I’m at Soup!” “Hold on Mr Pickle, I know where he is.” “Superman, grab the eraser and hurl him over here, I’ll deal with it.” “Okay.” Said Superman as he snuck up behind the Eraser and threw him towards Soup. “What, My Eraser is gone!?” Asked the author. To his co writer” “Where did you lose it?” “Superman threw it into the soup store.” “Can’t you find it there?” “I can’t.” “Whaddya mean you can’t!?” “It’s just soup.”

Part 2 shall be posted later in the comments

We weren’t siblings but, it all started when… one day, eleven years ago when … My dad lost his Job.

“You’re fired.” “Please, Boss, I’ve got a family to feed, give me one last chance.” “Bob, we can’t afford to pay you anymore. In order to make ‘end’s meet’ , we’ll need to fire you. Sorry about this. Here’s your severance payment..” “… I see.”

My family and I, We went door knocking along our street, explaining our situation and asking to move in since we could no longer afford rent. House after house, we got rejected at. Things were looking pretty desperate.

“Hey man, Look, I’m Bob and I’ve just been fired at my job and my source of income is gone. I can’t provide rent for my family any longer, would it be possible for my family to move in with yours?.” “I’ll take a look around and see if we have space.” “Okay, thanks.” “So, we have space. I’ll make the preparations over here, you guys just make yourself comfortable here. This is your home now.” “Really? We can stay here?” Penelope asked. “Yes you can, And by the way, My name is Chen.” “Thank you so much, Chen.” “No worries, Bob. Is it just you and your daughter.?” “Yeah, my wife had passed away when my daughter was 3.” “And how old is Penelope now?” “She’s currently 8 years old.” “I see. That’s rough man.” “Yeah. Thank you so much for helping us out again.” “Don’t worry man, we’re basically Family now.” “Thanks, Chen.” “So, We’re tight on space…” “Oh no.” “But we can make it work.” “Oh.” “I’ll need to make a trip to the warehouse and buy 2 bunk beds.” “2 bunk beds?” “Yeah, our rooms are not too big. We’ll be in the same room, our kids will be in the same room, and my wife can sleep in her own room.” “You have a wife and a Kid?” “Yeah.” “Is your wife okay with us moving in?” “Don’t worry about it, if we can help, we’d be glad to help. It just might be a bit sudden, that’s all. “ “How old is your Kid?” “His name is Tim, and he’s currently 8 years old too.”

Later that night… Tim walked into his room as Penelope sat on the top bunk bed. “Who are you? And why are you here and what happened to my bed and what happened to my room?” “Woah, The Name is Penelope. And uhhh My family just moved in with yours.” “This is very sudden.” “I know, but your dad’s pretty awesome. He bought the bunk bed that I’m currently sitting on.” “Oh thanks, yeah My dad is awesome.” “Hahaha, what’s your name again?” “My name is Tim.” “Tim? I think we’re in the same class at school!” “No way…” “I’ve heard the teacher call our your name on the attendance sheet. But there wasn’t a response.” “Oh I was busy with my dad that day as we had a family reunion.” “Oh cool, with who?” “Oh just like my uncle, and his uncle, and my cousin and his cousin, and their families.” “That’s a lot of people…” “Actually yeah, that is a lot of people. Haha” “Haha. Well, Tim, it’s getting late. Why don’t we head to sleep?” “Okay.”

Eleven years later, Tim and Penelope had become close friends , were basically brother and sister and were attending university together.

Just as Tim and Penelope were walking home together, A bus’s tire popped and the bus came crashing towards Tim and Penelope.

Tim pushed Penelope out of the way but he then ended up getting hit. With his head and body crashing against a nearby wall, Tim fainted. Penelope panicked and called 911.

The next day, Tim had woken up from a light concussion. Penelope had come into the hospital to check in on him. “Tim, I’m so Glad that you’re alright.” “Who are you?” “Tim, I’m Penelope!” “Sorry, I really don’t remember you.” “Tim, this isn’t funny.” Said Penelope in tears.” “How do I know you again?” “Tim, we grew up together!” “I don’t remember having a sister.” “Tim, I’m not your blood sister, but after my family moved in with yours, we basically became siblings. Do you not remember any of that?” “No, I don’t.” “Tim!” Exclaimed Penelope as she cried out.

“wassup Bob, Do you wanna turn your camera on? ” “Sup Tim, I can’t I’m at work, I’ll turn it on later.” “All goods bro. Bro, I’ve never been so excited to visit a post office.” “Why bro?” “Because bro, I can fulfil my childhood dream.” “What was that?” “I can become mail.” “Wait, what… why are you doing that?” “Well I recently got hired as a professional postal carrier, so I was delivering mail right?” “Right…” “And I got jealous and started wondering, how it feels to be delivered?” “What?” “And so here I am video calling you from inside of a large parcel box that’s on a plane that’s being mailed to your address.” “Ah so you really are in a brown box, it’s not just a brown wall?” “But that’s the thing Bob, it is a brown wall.” “But wait why did you only pack yourself in there have you got anything for me?” “I have my backpack and my lunch. I got to pay shipping prices. It was $5 man!” “But could you have asked for a special?” “A special meal? No, they’ll find out I’m basically getting a free ride.” “No not that special, the special like “Order now and I’ll throw in a another copy absolutely free” “nah” “But wait if you order in the next 5 minutes, I’ll throw in these sunglasses that I’m currently wearing!” “Oh yo, those look cool” “But wait, I changed my mind, I will keep my sunglasses.” “John, you’re fired.” “John?” “This is a live informercial John, how could you change your mind like that?“ “But wait, Boss, I’ll throw in this apology absolutely free! I’m sorry…” “Oh wassup Tim, I’m back from the toilet.” “Bob?!” “Bob, why do you and John sound so alike?” “wait did I ever tell you about the time I worked as an informercial agent?” “No.” “But wait, I’m his former colleague John. I can tell you more stories too” “wait John, I’ve just noticed, why do you sound so close to me?” “That’s because I’m in the box next to you.” “John, you’re still broadcasting on our company’s YouTube channel! Get iff the air now! You’ve just told them that my employee was in a box.” “Ex employee… sir.” “oh right.” “Can I still get severance pay?” “Sure. At least you didn’t tell them about my other employees.” “Sir… wait what, I thought I was the only one here until I heard Tim.” “Oh wassup bro, I’m Phil.” “Bro, the name’s Jackie.” “Oh bro, my name is Tom” “Eyyy wassup lads, the name is josh.” “Sup guys, I’m Drake” “Guys my name is Josh.” “aye, My name is Keith.” “My dudes, My name is Finn.” “Sorry guys, My name is The parcel inspector.” “Oh no. But what is your name?” “My name is Bob.” “Bob!? I thought you were on another flight.” “I knew you were here all along. I didn’t expect my previous company to cut corners this much though.” “But wait Bob, I’ll give you my pair of spare sunglasses if you let us of the hook?” “Why didn’t you mention that in the informercial instead?” “I forgot I had them.” “John!” “So uh…” “Sure man, I’ll let you guys off the hook. Party at my place once we land?” “Sure.” Then the sound speakers of the plane activated , “This is your captain speaking. Bob… can my co-pilot and I come too?” “Sure but next time just message me. Don’t use the planes speakers for this!” “Sorry passengers. I just didn’t wanna miss out.” Then all the passengers turned to face Bob with facial expressions asking “Can I come too?” “Sure, why not.” Said Bob.