Friday, September 21, 2012

and the stories continue

#4- Life in a snowbound cabin
It's day 250 stuck in this cabin. I think the walls are starting to close in. It's very white outside, I haven't seen outside in over a week. I am almost out canned food. The water well is frozen over. At least my food in the ice chest is staying cold. I have fashioned a hunting bow out of a stick and some string I found. I am using my knife blade to make the arrows sharp. I am planning on going hunting for a deer or maybe a moose. I need some meat to eat and the fur will make me a nice coat and maybe a blanket too. It's very cold in this cabin too. I need to go venture out and get some firewood as well. I have a little stack left but need to dry out some more wood. I wish I had a telephone, I would call someone, being stuck in this cabin by myself is kind of boring. I keep winning at chess. Murphy my dog isn't much company, he's pretty lazy and naps all the time. I will find a way out one day, a way off of this mountain and find civilization again. If it ever stops snowing.

#5- Write a letter to your landlord.
Dear Landlord,
 I am the tennant in apartment 76. I wanted to write to you so you would address some issues. First there is a strange odor coming from across the hall, from apartment 79.  It smells like stinky old socks and it is quite strong. I haven't seen the little old lady come out of there in a few days. I knocked, but she did not answer. So I believe she is not home, but I would like you to please address the odor. Everytime I walk by her apartment, it just wafts out from under the door. Secondly, the garbage room is over filled, I think the garbage men are on strike but that doesn't mean you can't take care of it. It's quite gross, all the old pizza boxes and bag upon bag of garbage. It's time to invest in a new system of disposing of garbage. Maybe relocating the garbage room. Thirdly, The little boy who lives in apartment 12 was trying to sell chocolates door to door. After closer inspection I discovered these are not at all chocolates, but I believe they come from the resident cat you have living in the foyer downstairs. Could you please get rid of that cat so the little boy stops profiting from his "chocolate" sales. And lastly, there is a man living in the laundry room, I don't believe he is paying rent and he is kind of creepy looking. He keeps asking if I have anything that he can sell and for some reason many residents are complaining that clothes and laundry soap are disappearing. Could you please kindly evict him since I believe he isn't paying rent.
Sincerley, the tennant in apartment 76

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