Day 1 of lock down

So, here I am blogging again, at least time it will be more frequent. Every day I will be posting to entertain those who need it at the moment.

So, out of all the things that we could be affected by the most. The cold it beat us or maybe this is what man flu actually feels like. Anyways, I haven't been infected so, I have no idea what the corona virus is like. All I know is that it affects your lung, so as long as your breathing you should be fine.

Stay healthy to everyone.

But anyways, the only thing affecting me at the moment was my hay fever, mine always start really early. It affects my throat as the pollen gets stuck in my throat and just starts to build up making me feel whizzy sometimes. So, trust me when I say I know what it feels like to not be able to breath properly.

To all those in self isolation, I hope your recovery is going ok and that you are all on your way to being fit and healthy. As I say to somethings if only the corona virus was a punch bag that you could just break and get rid of.

But anyways, as promised here is a spoiler to the short story I am writing, 'The explosion' . This will hopefully be published soon but, until then I am going to post spoilers on here as finding it difficult to publish it at the moment.

Chapter 1

In four corners of America, four people were receiving good news.

A girl looked at her phone, she had received good news. A text to say she got the job, as a nanny. Her son looked at her upset, about the time they would loose together. However she reminded him that they still had weekends together.

In another place a man lye on his belly with a machine gun pointed towards the window. Focused on a car, that was whizzing by to test his aim.

“Right, the apocalypse is soon, I had better get some practice in.” he said. He aimed the gun at what looked like a sack, like head with stitches for eyes, mouth and button nose. That had an old farmer’s hat tilted on his head. This stood in the middle of his garden which faced a motor way. He chose this place as the sounds of horns mimicked bombs and guns.

He waited five minutes aimed his gun at the head of the scare crow. Then he convinced himself to go outside and shoot a hole straight through the middle of the scarecrows head. Bits of straw came blasting out of the back, he collected the tufty bit of cotton that had almost disintegrated in his hand, as if he was staring at his glory.

Now, we go to a mother and daughter who are happy to give the first girl the news of receiving her new job as the daughters full time nanny.

However little did she know this may have been the worst decision of her life. As there was a deep plot involved in it all.

Here is the development of the illustrations for this chapter. eep watching this page as I'm posting a spoiler and written portfolio to keep all those in self isolation or lockdown entertained.