Emily was starving. She was sitting in her room because she had pushed her sensitive little brother over. She jumped onto her tiny bed.
"Get something out of the chocolate tin," thought Emily. It was the only thing on her mind. She got of her bed and peeked out of the door. She crept round the wall and tiptoed down the stairs. She hid behind the sofa. Emily sneaked through the door and climbed the cupboard. She opened the other cupboard and grabbed the chocolate tin. So as she lifted the lid she heard a flicking noise of the light.