《Humanity’s Next Steps》Dropping like Flies
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Med students Johnny and April were getting intimate on her bed.
Something underneath buzzed, banged, and flopped around.
"What’s that?" Johnny looked under the bed. "Oh wow!" He pulled out robotic leg exoskeletons and held them up.
"Hey, those are supposed to be turned off!"
"April, what are you doing with these?"
"Well, I like rock climbing, but I can never reach the top on my own without help."
"Uh, April, these require a doctor's prescription. They were the leading contributor to rampant morbid obesity. People were dropping like flies and …"
"Okay, Johnny, stop! I'll get rid of them!"
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🚨 PIECES THAT GOT ME AN A*🚨 This is a compilation of descriptive pieces that I wrote during my GCSE course, including loads of great tips for creative writing. Maybe you won't enjoy reading these pieces as much as I enjoyed writing them. But if you're here to get inspiration for creative writing in GCSEs, I'm telling you now that these pieces got me grade 9s. Feel free to steal a metaphor or two and point out any mistakes.Please vote :)
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