Hello everyone, this is my first story-y thing basically EVER so be nice ^^;
---------------------------------
The day was like any other. No clouds in the sky, the sun out bright, and various children playing outside. But as usual, not Sabastian. Sabastian was a boy of about thirteen. He was of average weight, average height, and average everything. The community was average. The people were average. Nothing ever special happened there. That was, until it came.
It was morning right now. An average morning as usual. Sabastian sat at the table eating his breakfast along with his little brother and older sister. His little brother kept shouting out the new word he learned. The word was average, he had heard Sabastian mutter it a lot so he would have to had learned it eventually. His older sister, listening to music, and ignoring him as usual, drank her milk, and then rushed out to catch the bus. Sabastian looked at his soggy corn flakes, and then looked over at his mom fussing with the toaster.
"Why won't this darn thing work!?" She screamed. She began to try and force the bread into the toaster, but with no result. "I give up!" she yelled. "Sabastian, you're coming with me to go toaster shopping." He didn't have school today, but he would've rather gone to school then toaster shopping. They both walked out the door, into the car, and drove away to the local Wal-Mart.
In the local, and might I say average, Wal-Mart is where they began to look for toasters. After a few minutes Sebastian signaled his mom to come over, as he had found the toasters. They browsed through all of them when his mom saw one she liked. It was black, and had a red stripe near the slots. To Sabastian, it gave him a weird feeling, but even after telling his mom she bought it anyway. The toaster smiled.
---------------------------------
The day was like any other. No clouds in the sky, the sun out bright, and various children playing outside. But as usual, not Sabastian. Sabastian was a boy of about thirteen. He was of average weight, average height, and average everything. The community was average. The people were average. Nothing ever special happened there. That was, until it came.
It was morning right now. An average morning as usual. Sabastian sat at the table eating his breakfast along with his little brother and older sister. His little brother kept shouting out the new word he learned. The word was average, he had heard Sabastian mutter it a lot so he would have to had learned it eventually. His older sister, listening to music, and ignoring him as usual, drank her milk, and then rushed out to catch the bus. Sabastian looked at his soggy corn flakes, and then looked over at his mom fussing with the toaster.
"Why won't this darn thing work!?" She screamed. She began to try and force the bread into the toaster, but with no result. "I give up!" she yelled. "Sabastian, you're coming with me to go toaster shopping." He didn't have school today, but he would've rather gone to school then toaster shopping. They both walked out the door, into the car, and drove away to the local Wal-Mart.
In the local, and might I say average, Wal-Mart is where they began to look for toasters. After a few minutes Sebastian signaled his mom to come over, as he had found the toasters. They browsed through all of them when his mom saw one she liked. It was black, and had a red stripe near the slots. To Sabastian, it gave him a weird feeling, but even after telling his mom she bought it anyway. The toaster smiled.