Inspired by the harris burdick picture.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
My mind has been filled with endless thoughts of paranormal thoughts in this old wrecked house.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
There was something under the rug.
The first time walt grace didn t know what to do.
A strange day in july he threw with all his might.
This house has been empty ever since my wife was murdered.
The man in the picture is trying to hit it with a chair.
Or he was supposed to be.
A lamp with a dying bulb sat on a small table in the corner it s flickering light casting a dying glow across the room.
The picture is called under the rug and the caption is two weeks had passed and it happened again two weeks had passed and it happened again.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
She died right in front of my eyes.
Under the rug two weeks passed and then it happened again.
He threw with all his might but the third stone came skipping back.
She was with the lord now and i was trying to reminisce in peace but that thing interrupted me.
Over the years wenders tried to find out who burdick was and what had happened to him but he discovered nothing.
Tabby was playing in the den when she came screaming into the kitchen where her dad greg was reading the paper.
Harris burdick was never heard from again.
A man holding a chair above his head while looking down at a bump under the carpet which has knocked an end table and light askew a strange day in july.
Missing in venice even with her mighty engines in reverse the ocean liner was pulled further and further into the canal.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
I never expected to see that obnoxious creature again after i chased him out last time.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
Have you ever seen something crawling under your rug.
A strange day in july he threw with all his might but the third stone came skipping back.
The following are beginnings of stories constructed under the inspiration of the mysteries of harris burdick by chris van allsburg by students in children s literature class spring 1999.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
To this day harris burdick remains a complete.
The rug once again began to rise.
Chills and shivers ran down my spine as i stared at the portrait of my beloved.
It might be a ghost of an opossum or maybe it s a lump in the rug.
His briefcase lay open at his feet papers spewing from it covering the carpet sofa and coffee table.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
No matter what he wants to get rid of it.