Three Word Story

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Hi,
Here's another classic forum game...The Three Word Story...

Ready to create the next booker prize winner or just have some fun writing the Community Forum novella?

Rules:
You can only post three words for your part. No double-posting. You can post again as long as there's a post after your last one. Try to keep it clean. The story will be shown below. Please visit the last page of this thread to continue the story. Have fun!

The story so far:
Last week, I went to the other side of the dark forest to get a basket of apples and also two blunt edged knives which were needed to cut ropes, to fasten the swing in the corner of the rose garden, where I used to sit and read & push my child. But now it, the trees are old too, needs some loving care. So, after sharpening my tree cutter and the knives I went back to the supermarket for more apples but then I remembered that I had forgotten to bring any money but fortunately I had remembered to bring credit cards. So I gave the clerk one who said "Sorry," then "one day we'll accept these!". Then I smiled and shrugged my shoulders very provactively which seemed to annoy her. So I ran outside crying very softly when I saw, to my horror, that there was an enormous black cloud heading straight for my house. It reached the point where it was just about to shower rain upon my precious (though only sentimentally) grandfather's antique hat so I started running towards the car when I was stopped by a gigantic bear who wanted to look for a lift back to New York City, which was not on my schedule, so I left at full speed, taking a look to make sure he wasn't following and carried on with my original plan to fly away from the crazy world of exciting wild life and return to my original plan, which was to try and get home before the last episode of my second favourite quiz show, which is shown on tv, internet and.........

at full speed

taking a look

to make sure

he wasn't following

and carried on

with my original

plan to fly

away from the

crazy world of

exciting wild life

and return to

my original plan

which was to

try and get

home before the

last episode of

my second favourite

quiz show which

is shown on

tv, internet and

several other media

On my way

I happened to

remember the swing

that was in

the rose garden