It was Friday 13th; I was home alone in my haunted house... I heard an eerie creek
coming from the ancient floorboards upstairs. I froze, raised my eyebrows and rocked from
side to side. I stepped out of the kitchen and stared all the way up the stairs: I saw my
friend! I slowly lifted up one foot and placed it gently on the rusty step. I reached the top
and I saw a shadow's glare across the landing. As they turned the corner, I followed the
shadows until it came to a dead end, a really DEAD end...
Eleanor and Chloe, I really liked and enjoyed to read your story. You described it really well. How come you were alone on Friday the 13th ? But still I really liked your story. - Emma
ReplyDeleteHi Eleanor and Chloe,
ReplyDeleteI have really enjoyed your scary entry this week. You used the prompt well, had good suspense throughout and gave the reader a fantastically spooky ending! Well done.
I look forward to reading some more of your entries.
Mrs Petersen (Team 100WC) Australia