Title: The Machine goes crazy
by Milley | in writing, fiction
Bye, I said as I was watched my parents leaving the house. My name is Paul; I am a very lucky student according to my friends opinions. I was left alone while my parent went shopping. I also had a lot of homework so I sat and finished them. After that I took the list of my housework, I had to do the laundry and clean my room. That is all I said, I felt happy that they were few. I went and cleaned my room. It took me an hour but it was worth it, the room was shinning. I decided to do the laundry; I took my clothes to the washing machine. Put them in and closed the door .At the moment I was putting the soap, the phone rang .I was so tired to go to answer it and return back to put the soap. So I decided to leave the soap container in a position in which it pours soap alone, but in small quantities. I went to the phone; I talked for about 15 minutes. When I hung up, I went back to the machine. The soap was above the normal quantity by a small amount. So I thought nothing could happen.
Then I to my room and I sat on the bed. After one second of unconscious, I woke up because of a high noise coming from the room where the washing machine was. I went to see and on my way I noticed there was water all over the floor and the more I get nearer to the room the more the water increases. I was hearing a strange noise coming from the room, I was so anxious to find what the source of this strange noise. It was the machine jumping up and down yelling at me , Why did you put in me all that soap? why? It kept saying that sentence and every time she said it the more she approached to me until at last she was going to kick me on her way.
At that moment I woke up and realized it was all a dream. Well I must admit I was relieved to know that because for one second I thought my luck has abandoned me but I was wrong. I remembered about the washing machine. I turned it off, got all the soap out and put this time the right quantity. When my parents arrived, I had finished the washing and dried. But when I remember the dream, I keep thinking of what was going to happen if it was real, but that would be another story, right???!!!
It was my english exam and i had to write about the machine going crazy.
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