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	<title>Comments on: Stair Chair Lift &#8211; a Great Help for the Elderly</title>
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		<title>By: B D</title>
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		<dc:creator>B D</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 00:19:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kristi Steele was wearing a blue blouse and knee length black skirt was entering the National Bank of City and then had a sinking feeling.     She turned around to see three bank robbers in ski masks and automatic weapons storming the bank telling everyone to get down.  Two robbers aggressively collected the money from tellers in the lobby and one went back to the bank safe.  Brian Jones, a bank manager was in the vault.  Brian&#039;s handsome face showed fear as they made him open a few deposit boxes full of jewelry and coins.  As the robber left the room, he locked the huge steel bank safe door with Brian inside.  He also took the keys and all three ran out with the loot.  Brian knew he only had a couple hours before the air supply ran out and without the keys, he was doomed.  Kristi was Brian&#039;s boyfriend and there was a twist to this...Kristi had secret super powers that only Brian knew about. She couldn&#039;t reveal her powers to the bank robbers because it would give away her identity.  She knew Brian was back there from using her superhearing and she rushed back there unnoticed.  &quot;Hold on Brian&quot; she said as she looked at the steel door. She began to dig her nails into the thick steel, the steel screaming in protest.  As her hand got deeper into the metal, the steel on the other side of the door began to bulge out.  Soon, her hand went completely through the door and she peeked through at Brian.  &quot;Wow....&quot; he said.  Then she put her hand into the hole and began to peel and tear the steel, thinking of how handsome Brian was and how she wanted to get him out of there.  As the steel screeched Brian covered his ears and smiled.  Soon they were reunited...and had to think of a way to explain the door.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;References : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;More than 100 words, but got carried away ha ha!  Can you look at mine?
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kristi Steele was wearing a blue blouse and knee length black skirt was entering the National Bank of City and then had a sinking feeling.     She turned around to see three bank robbers in ski masks and automatic weapons storming the bank telling everyone to get down.  Two robbers aggressively collected the money from tellers in the lobby and one went back to the bank safe.  Brian Jones, a bank manager was in the vault.  Brian&#8217;s handsome face showed fear as they made him open a few deposit boxes full of jewelry and coins.  As the robber left the room, he locked the huge steel bank safe door with Brian inside.  He also took the keys and all three ran out with the loot.  Brian knew he only had a couple hours before the air supply ran out and without the keys, he was doomed.  Kristi was Brian&#8217;s boyfriend and there was a twist to this&#8230;Kristi had secret super powers that only Brian knew about. She couldn&#8217;t reveal her powers to the bank robbers because it would give away her identity.  She knew Brian was back there from using her superhearing and she rushed back there unnoticed.  &quot;Hold on Brian&quot; she said as she looked at the steel door. She began to dig her nails into the thick steel, the steel screaming in protest.  As her hand got deeper into the metal, the steel on the other side of the door began to bulge out.  Soon, her hand went completely through the door and she peeked through at Brian.  &quot;Wow&#8230;.&quot; he said.  Then she put her hand into the hole and began to peel and tear the steel, thinking of how handsome Brian was and how she wanted to get him out of there.  As the steel screeched Brian covered his ears and smiled.  Soon they were reunited&#8230;and had to think of a way to explain the door.<br /><b>References : </b><br />More than 100 words, but got carried away ha ha!  Can you look at mine?<br />
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		<title>By: Stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 19:17:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;can someone help me with this story?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The best story wins and gets 10 points :) goodluck!! In the box below, type (or copy &amp; paste) your 100 word story!  Remember what you learned about the parts of a short story - make sure you incorporate them. 

If you need some ideas for story starters, click here: Story Starters 

Make sure you do word count - strive for 100 words on the nose!

Here are my examples again (If you can tell a complete story, great!  If not, focus on one or two of the elements of fiction).

Examples: - Each is only 100 words long!  

#1 focuses mostly on climax - there is some rising action and description of character and setting, but there isn&#039;t much resolution:

It was a dark and stormy night.  The yellow moon captured the silhouette of the abandoned house and cast shadows on the ground below.  The man had been walking for days.  Desperate for a place to rest out of the rain, he climbed the creaky steps of the front porch.  The door was unlocked but jammed.  He threw his bony shoulder into the heavy oak and it popped open with a crack.  The air was musty – stale.    He curled up on a dusty couch and listened to the rain.  Soon he was asleep. Then he heard footsteps on the stairs.
 


#2 describes setting more than tells a complete story:

The jagged mountain of white loomed ahead.  Small black dots zig-zagged through its powdery face.  I made my way to the silver lift that would slink me up a few thousand feet to the distant peak.  The icy wind whipped around my head, slipping in and out of my tightly wound scarf.  Scooping me up and carrying me up toward the clouds, the lift creaked and moaned with the chilly air.  The snow-covered pines shed their extra blankets of snow upon my head as I ascend.  Grasping the sidebar of the chair, I click my skis in anticipation of the run.
 


#3 does more with character (what kind of guy is Dan?), but it does tell a complete story if you use your imagination to finish it (what happens after he gets out of the carwash?).

“C’mon, man!  Move along!”  Dan impatiently laid on his horn.  He groaned, gripping the wheel tightly.  It was the first dry day in weeks and his brand new Mustang was a muddy wreck.  He had a free car wash from his last fill-up, and today was the perfect day to use it.  Unfortunately, everyone else thought the same.  Honking, Dan startled an elderly couple walking down the street.  Dan laughed.  “Old codgers,” he smirked.  Finally, it was his turn.  “It’s about time,” he shouted.  Dan drove through the wash and pulled out sparkling just as the darkening sky opened up.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>can someone help me with this story?</b><br />The best story wins and gets 10 points <img src='http://worldpace.net/hosting/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  goodluck!! In the box below, type (or copy &amp; paste) your 100 word story!  Remember what you learned about the parts of a short story &#8211; make sure you incorporate them. </p>
<p>If you need some ideas for story starters, click here: Story Starters </p>
<p>Make sure you do word count &#8211; strive for 100 words on the nose!</p>
<p>Here are my examples again (If you can tell a complete story, great!  If not, focus on one or two of the elements of fiction).</p>
<p>Examples: &#8211; Each is only 100 words long!  </p>
<p>#1 focuses mostly on climax &#8211; there is some rising action and description of character and setting, but there isn&#8217;t much resolution:</p>
<p>It was a dark and stormy night.  The yellow moon captured the silhouette of the abandoned house and cast shadows on the ground below.  The man had been walking for days.  Desperate for a place to rest out of the rain, he climbed the creaky steps of the front porch.  The door was unlocked but jammed.  He threw his bony shoulder into the heavy oak and it popped open with a crack.  The air was musty – stale.    He curled up on a dusty couch and listened to the rain.  Soon he was asleep. Then he heard footsteps on the stairs.</p>
<p>#2 describes setting more than tells a complete story:</p>
<p>The jagged mountain of white loomed ahead.  Small black dots zig-zagged through its powdery face.  I made my way to the silver lift that would slink me up a few thousand feet to the distant peak.  The icy wind whipped around my head, slipping in and out of my tightly wound scarf.  Scooping me up and carrying me up toward the clouds, the lift creaked and moaned with the chilly air.  The snow-covered pines shed their extra blankets of snow upon my head as I ascend.  Grasping the sidebar of the chair, I click my skis in anticipation of the run.</p>
<p>#3 does more with character (what kind of guy is Dan?), but it does tell a complete story if you use your imagination to finish it (what happens after he gets out of the carwash?).</p>
<p>“C’mon, man!  Move along!”  Dan impatiently laid on his horn.  He groaned, gripping the wheel tightly.  It was the first dry day in weeks and his brand new Mustang was a muddy wreck.  He had a free car wash from his last fill-up, and today was the perfect day to use it.  Unfortunately, everyone else thought the same.  Honking, Dan startled an elderly couple walking down the street.  Dan laughed.  “Old codgers,” he smirked.  Finally, it was his turn.  “It’s about time,” he shouted.  Dan drove through the wash and pulled out sparkling just as the darkening sky opened up.</p>
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