I looked at the TV, and turned it on. The news blared loudly, and I winced. "We're back, with Olivia Genson! Olivia, why did you murder your sister?" "I did it, because she was a little child who couldn't stand anything. I did it, because she was never there for me." She smiles cruelly at the camera, her red lips stretched in a wide, almost--know manic smile.

As I Walk in to the living room that morning there on the tv was I.....I didn’t like this story line so I’m am writing a completely different one right here....this is my first day on this prompt app. I’m 11 years old.

Quietly as a mouse he crept,stealthily through the corridor, for if the staff were to catch one glimpse of him, he would surely be killed. Suddenly in a midst of hurry a swirling storm of silk robes came Miss Brown. Her black gown shining in the artificial light from the school’s ceiling. Contrasting badly with her spotty tie, a Mr Tumble but with a sense of despair.

Surely enough caught in the act, he was sent away to not come back(for 2 days .)...........Suspension