100 WC forgotten forest by Remi

Our story takes place at an old burned forest, where the trees were burned down for the purpose of land for buildings, then was forgotten. This forest used to be filled with plants and animals, but now there is nothing left aside from ash and a few bugs. We need to stop this awfulness. Find space where nothing lives and use that. If we’ve taken up all the extra space, deal with it. Get a roommate, stop overpopulating famous cities. Spread out. If you’re out of space, make a home where animals can live there, too. They were there first!

100WC boi you spoiled brat by remi

Note: this is a true story that i heard about. I forgot what car it was, so i made that part up, but when i saw the prompt it reminded me of this.

It was a sixteen year old’s birthday and she was having a great time. During class, she was asked to step outside to the parking lot for a special birthday surprise. When she was outside, she looked around and finally saw her mom sitting in a new Tesla! “Happy Birthday!” her mom yelled.

“It’s the wrong color!” the girl yelled, and ran back to the school, crying.

100WC 19 Lungs By Remi

There is a mega smart boy who’s named Sid. His nickname is Sid the science kid. He’s pretty dope lit hecka fam dab swole gang mega fatty boi dis a robbery. He is also my son. I kinda hate him. One day he existed to much and breathed to much. I was so cross that my third lung expanded by 0.8 inches until I was claustrophobic to the point of exhaustion. I then dabbed so hard that I destroyed half of the universe. I then woked so hard that I existed so hard that I grew 16 more lungs.

100WC ladder mans by remi cuille

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100 WC Sharp Vinegar by Remi

Hello everybody, and welcome back to Cooking with the Cuille’s. [wait for applause] Today i’m making my best salad, since that’s the only thing I now how to make besides cold cereal. [laughs] First off, take your base of lettuce, and throw it into a bowl. [Actually throw lettuce at bowl] [laughs] Now, take some tomatoes and dice them up. [make pair of dice from the tomatoes] [laughs] Now, for the key ingredient, the vinegar. You want to take your vinegar, and… OOPS! [spills vinegar on knife] Well… [holds up knife] this vinegar is too sharp! [fade away with applause]

100 Word Challenge-The Story of Ted D. Bear by Remi






























This is the story of me, Ted D. Bear. I’m sad. I was dropped by my friend, Jimothyette. I am worried that I won’t be found by Jimothyette. I’m also worried about shoes. Shoes didn’t use to scare me. Before, I didn’t have to worry about shoes because I wasn’t close to being stepped on. I’m also worried about this. Jimothyette's father told us that a man developed short-term memory loss because he wasn’t in contact with humans for to long. I hope that doesn’t happen to me.I miss Jimothyette...This is the story of me, Ted D. Bear...

#whatliftsyou

#whatliftsyou poem

This is a poem, about what lifts me up. What makes me feel good, like I am enough. A sweet little something, like sugar and spice, my sweet little something, that makes me feel nice. The answer to the question about what lifts me, the answer to the question, is fam-il-y!