A little while ago my English teacher gave us a test with the assignment: "Write a short story about the picture using the following seven vocabulary words in a clear, correct manner with context clues." Underneath the directions was this picture (.) without the caption at the bottom. *EDIT: I don't know why, but it won't show the link to the picture. sorry about that.*

This is what I came up with. It's ridiculously short and pointless, but it's also fun, so I decided to post it here. If you can (accurately) guess the seven vocabulary words then you'll get Sarah Points and virtual cookies. (Unless you're my friend Meaghan, who is exempt from this by virtue of the fact that she is in my English class, and therefore already knows what the vocabulary words are.)

Although I realize that this story is short and pointless, if you have any opinion on it at all I would really appreciate getting a review from you!

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No one was surprised to see Welda when they arrived at their anger management support group on Monday morning. She had been with them before and they had all known that she would be back. The tales that were told about Welda were not tall; they were cyclopean. Out of everyone in the entire group, she was the most voluminous, the most furious, and had made the most enemies. Every time she abandoned the group, she left in a fit of rage, and every time she returned to the group, she did so at the urging of a court order.

This time the story of the crime that had prompted her return was so utterly ridiculous that nearly everyone there was inclined to disbelieve it. It was said that Welda had taken her broom and flown to the castle where she then proceeded to try to force the king to abdicate his throne and put her in charge. When asking “nicely” had failed, she had attempted to kill him, and it was said that she had already prepared a eulogy to be delivered upon his death. The king skillfully, but barely, evaded her attacks and she shouted malediction after malediction at him, wishing him all the tortures of hell.

When the king’s guards finally captured her, the king, a very affable man who was not easy to upset, was absolutely furious. He made a draconian interdiction, burying her underneath a cornucopia of punishments, not the least of which was her return to the anger management support group.

At least, that’s the way she told it.