By Nate Feldman
This is something I wrote as a listening passage for an exam today, but it could be included in one of my stories:
John’s friend called him last night at 2 AM. John was asleep at the time. He picked up the phone. “What is it?,” John asked.
“Do you want to go
shopping today?” asked John’s friend.
John looked at the
time. “It is 2 AM. Please call me back in the morning.”
“Can you go
shopping?” John’s friend asked again.
“Come on,” said
John. “This is bad etiquette. I was lying and resting just a
minute ago. Call later.”
John turned off his phone and quickly fell asleep again as he was exhausted. When he got up three hours, he vaguely remembered the conversation with his friend. He wondered if it had been a dream. It was odd that his friend would have called him in the middle of the night wondering about going shopping. It was still too early to check, although he realized if he woke up his friend now he would be returning the favor.
John went downstairs and began stretching his legs. He was getting ready for his morning jog, a routine he had had for the past few years. He went to the closet and got out a grey hoodie because the morning temperatures had cooled significantly with the arrival of autumn.
John put on his shoes and opened the door and trotted out to the street to begin his mile long run around the community. As John started picking up the pace, he began looking at the houses he passed by. He noticed that their gardens, which typically were filled with plants of all kinds, were barren. It wasn't one house, or even a group of houses in one section of the community. It was all of them. He knew it hadn't looked like that the day before. It startled him. He kept running, but he wanted to investigate further what was happening to people's gardens.
John turned off his phone and quickly fell asleep again as he was exhausted. When he got up three hours, he vaguely remembered the conversation with his friend. He wondered if it had been a dream. It was odd that his friend would have called him in the middle of the night wondering about going shopping. It was still too early to check, although he realized if he woke up his friend now he would be returning the favor.
John went downstairs and began stretching his legs. He was getting ready for his morning jog, a routine he had had for the past few years. He went to the closet and got out a grey hoodie because the morning temperatures had cooled significantly with the arrival of autumn.
John put on his shoes and opened the door and trotted out to the street to begin his mile long run around the community. As John started picking up the pace, he began looking at the houses he passed by. He noticed that their gardens, which typically were filled with plants of all kinds, were barren. It wasn't one house, or even a group of houses in one section of the community. It was all of them. He knew it hadn't looked like that the day before. It startled him. He kept running, but he wanted to investigate further what was happening to people's gardens.
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