MHS successful candidate Who was, indeed. The lawnmower, slick with blue cream, sputtered to life, a horrifying, whirring symphony of chaos. The man, still faceplanted on the sofa, twitched, a single, horrified eye peeking out from beneath the cushions. But it wasn't the lawnmower's blades that spun with deadly intent. It was something else. Something far more unsettling.

The 'glowstick' that had, moments before, been a mere absurd description, pulsed with an unearthly light, emanating from the man's… well, from where his boner had been. But it wasn't a glowstick. It was a crystalline, pulsating entity, a shard of pure, alien energy. And it was growing.

The man's body began to shimmer, distort, as the energy from the 'glowstick' surged through him. The blue cream, now bubbling and frothing, began to crawl up the walls, forming intricate, pulsating patterns. The room itself seemed to warp, the furniture melting into grotesque, organic shapes.

Suddenly, the lawnmower, now imbued with the strange blue cream, launched itself into the air, its blades spinning wildly, not cutting grass, but slicing through the very fabric of reality. A tear opened in the room, a swirling vortex of iridescent colours, revealing a landscape of impossible geometry and alien flora.

From the vortex, figures emerged. Not men, but beings of pure, shimmering light, their forms constantly shifting and reforming. They moved with an unnerving grace, their voices a chorus of melodic, yet terrifying, whispers. They were drawn to the pulsing entity within the man, the 'glowstick' that was now a beacon, a signal.

And then, the shocking truth was revealed. The man, the hungry man, the man who had faceplanted on the sofa, was not a man at all. He was a vessel, a dormant conduit, activated by the chaotic energy of the blue cream and the alien artifact. He was a beacon, a key, a portal.

The alien beings, the 'light figures', were not invaders. They were rescuers. They had come to retrieve their lost shard, the 'glowstick', and to heal the rift the man, unknowingly, had opened.

As they approached, the man's body began to disintegrate, the alien energy flowing back to its source. The 'glowstick' pulsed one final time, a blinding flash of light, and then, it was gone. The vortex closed, the room returned to its normal, albeit slightly disheveled state. The lawnmower fell to the floor, its blades still spinning, but now harmlessly.

The blue cream vanished, leaving no trace. The sofa, the furniture, all back to normal. The man, however, was gone, his existence erased, his purpose fulfilled. The only evidence of the bizarre event was a faint, lingering scent of ozone and the unsettling feeling that something profoundly strange had just occurred, a secret reality that brushed too closely with our own. The story was not about a hungry man eating KFC, it was about a vessel used to bring back a piece of an ancient alien being, and then erased.THIS TOOK ME 10 MINTUS PRACTISE FOR SHEHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSSHSHSH

      chxin Damn, u spent all this time writing that!! that is actually pretty good! Is this part of the 1 word story? If it then ill continue.

        chxin However, it was about a hungry man eating KFC. The crunchy taste of chicken nuggets danced on his tongue, bringing him images of alienated objects, opening portals of his lifetime conspiracy, eradicating him from existence as his sole purpose had been fulfilled and the world he knew was going to turn into an army of possessed beings called forth by the dominant and prevalent alienated species. This very thought infuriated the man and caused him to hate chicken nuggets forever...

            MHS successful candidate What he should have done however was to take notice of the "illusion" as whatever the chicken nuggets have showcased him wasn't a mere illusion, but a vision. The simultaneous existences of reality and imagination were future victims of chaos and disorder. The duality of existences will merge to become one, nefarious-controlled existence. All this ruthless destruction would happen all because of one man and his disbelief in the chicken nuggets.

              MHS successful candidate The cow, flaunting a corpulent guise, started to smile. It soon bore a grin fraught with despair. Utter doom. As if portending something bad would happen. The brooding cobalt sky flashed a scintillating white before the I realised what the cow meant.

              A barrage of lightning rained down on the farm, the tumultuous roar of thunder reverberating throughout the cold, misty atmosphere. I looked behind me, at the cow, or rather, the charred, disfigured monstrosity that was once it. Not so impervious after all. Knowing I would meet the same fate if I tarried any longer, I took off, dodging strikes of lightning simultaneously. As I sprinted, I caught a glimpse of lush, verdant forest in the corner of my eye, and I soon figured I could only survive with the protection from those trees. So I scampered a bit faster, before a scream pierced my eardrum. My heart sank.

              I had left my dog behind.

                  mhsbandar My eyes were a rhythm of up and down fluctuations, searching for the emaciated dog. Suddenly, I felt a forceful push against my spine. I fell face-flat on the rutted floor. My nose ached from intolerable pain caused by the sudden impact. I gasped as I found myself a victim of the unsettling lightning. What shocked me wasn't that I was right under a lightning bolt, but the thing that pushed me to it. I realised than that I didn't leave my dog behind, but that the dog left me behind...

                    MHS successful candidate no its actually pretty good, u have an extensive vocab which is really helpful, and the suspense u build will be helpful in the exam. but the thing is some of the vocab u use does not make sense in the context, like the sentence "My eyes were a rhythm of up and down fluctuations" could be proofread and changed to "My eyes scanned my surroundings franctically" or something similar. U should practise writing narratives in 20 minutes on paper, just search for a prompt, start a timer and then write, and when you're done or the time is up review it, proofread it, see where u made mistakes and take note of them for next time