It was that time of the day where
nothing moved, it was the dim grey hour.
I was running back home from school, on the narrow, dusty roads. And then I saw
a bright light…what did I see? A long black limousine, it screeched and
stopped.
The door opened at a snail’s pace, a
gorgeous lady came out she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and bundled me
into the limo. I took a glance around me, every single lady was bald, and all
of them wore gloves and had square feet. These people are Witches, I’m Trapped!!!
I particularly enjoyed your opening sentence; it really sets the scene for the arrival of the witches!
ReplyDeleteWell done, Eesha.
Mrs T.
Thank you Mrs T!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is great Eesha, I loved the ideas that you have used and I think you built up the story really well.
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