Herbert was relaxing at his house when he heard the most
peculiar noise. He thought nothing of it. He decided that watching the evening
news was more important than finding out what could have produced said noise.
He was getting quite bored with the commercials so he stood up from his nice
green comfy chair and headed towards the kitchen. He recently broke up with his
girlfriend so he was going to make himself a sandwich. He heard the noise
again. He looked around quite confused. He once again shrugged it off and
continued to head to the kitchen to make his sandwich. He grabbed his loaf of
bread, his peanut butter, and his jelly. He whipped up a nice big peanut butter
and jelly sandwich. He took a huge bite then he heard the noise for a third
time. He threw his sandwich in the air and it hit the ground and went
everywhere. He had a very parched throat so he washed down the peanut butter
with a nice big glass of milk. At this point he could not ignore the sound so
he headed towards the hall way between his room and the living room. He looked
around the corner like a ninja to try and find out what the noise was. He
couldn’t see any intruders, but he saw a larger bump in the rug. The bump was
right next to his night table with his favorite lamp on it. Herbert walked
towards the bump and picked up a chair to poke the bump with. Then the bump
knocked over the table and his favorite lamp fell and shattered. Herbert was so
mad that he started to slam the chair where the bump was. The bump was moving
around and Herbert could not get it. Then the unthinkable happened. Herbert had
a heart attack and died.
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