I am learning to: write a narrative based on an image.
It was blustery weather in Abot city, but that didn’t stop Andiee the unemployed inventor from looking for a new job… it was four months since he got fired from his dream job at Inventorrz Headquarters as lead inventor. He was replaced by a more handsome, younger and smarter inventor.
Andiee scampered around town in his soggy leather boots looking for some work. It didn’t take him long to discover an old rusty shed that faintly said Mechanic’s Outlet in black paint. Even though being a mechanic wasn’t Andiee’s cup of tea he was willing to get at least ONE job.
Feeling anxious, Andiee pounded on the door like he was a zombie ready to eat a human brain that was locked inside. Within a split second he felt that the ground started to shake and the sound was getting louder and louder… Suddenly a mischievous shadow started to form under the door.
KKKKKKKKKKKKK….SSSSSSKKKKK RRRR AAKK!!! The door scratched on the ground making an unpleasant screak. Before long a meteor sized red rusty robot filled the hallway. The fascinated and petrified inventor asked “do….do…. do you have a job for me here?” unexpectedly he heard, “yes we do, what’s your profession?”
“Inventor,” Andiee said as the robot grinned “perfect!” said the robot.
Andiee finally got a job he desperately needed.
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