My True Story of Events
How Did My Great-Grandpa Die?
One night, my family and I went to see my great-grandpa because we knew he was soon going to die. So we talked with him for a while. Then, when we left, my grandma gave us a call and said that he had died. I was sad, but at the same time I was happy. I was sad because he had been separated from me. I was happy because he went to heaven. about a week later we had a funeral, then we had lunch at a restaurant that I had been to before, and continued the day.
The First food in 7 hours
I just woke up from my nap. It was a seven- hour nap. I came down to smell an amazing aroma. It was chicken dumpling soup. I grabbed a bowl and started eating. I was so hungry I went up for 2nds, and 3rds. I had never been this hungry before.
Roll Call for a Wrestling Tournament
It was an early Saturday morning; my wrestling coach gave a roll call to find out if everyone was there. I was running late, but luckily, I made it. Everyone else was there so we headed off for Hilbert so we could go wrestle.
Once, I went to Czechoslovakia and saw some Jews. They looked poor, hungry, thirsty, and skinny. I offered them some of my food and they thanked me. -All I gave them was a fry or two- When it came Sunday I invited them to come to church with me. They did. After the service they tahnked me for showing them that Jesus had died and risen. Then I went home.
P.S. This is made up