The man in the picture is trying to hit it with a chair.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
Over the years wenders tried to find out who burdick was and what had happened to him but he discovered nothing.
Inspired by the harris burdick picture.
Missing in venice even with her mighty engines in reverse the ocean liner was pulled further and further into the canal.
She died right in front of my eyes.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
Under the rug two weeks passed and then it happened again.
A strange day in july he threw with all his might.
This house has been empty ever since my wife was murdered.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
There was something under the rug.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
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.
A strange day in july he threw with all his might but the third stone came skipping back.
My mind has been filled with endless thoughts of paranormal thoughts in this old wrecked house.
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.
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.
No matter what he wants to get rid of it.
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.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
This is a harris burdick inspired short story so the picture isn t mine.
I was just minding my own business staring at my daughter forever still behind the glass.
Have you ever seen something crawling under your rug.
Harris burdick was never heard from again.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
Under the rug two weeks passed and it happened again.
Two weeks passed and it happened again.
His briefcase lay open at his feet papers spewing from it covering the carpet sofa and coffee table.
She was with the lord now and i was trying to reminisce in peace but that thing interrupted me.
I never expected to see that obnoxious creature again after i chased him out last time.
Tabby was playing in the den when she came screaming into the kitchen where her dad greg was reading the paper.
It keeps coming back so who knows what it is.
To this day harris burdick remains a complete.
Or he was supposed to be.
He threw with all his might but the third stone came skipping back.