As
I crept downstairs with my torch held tightly in my hand, I began to hold my
breath as I could hear a rustling noise coming from the living room. I had no
idea what I was going to find, and everyone else’s bedroom doors were closed. I
finally reached the bottom and slowly pushed the door open, I shone my torch to
where the sound was coming from.
“Arrgh!”
I
then realised it was my brother and the light blinded him.
“What
are you doing?” I said.
“Opening
presents - it’s Christmas morning!”
I
dropped my torch and joined him.
Hi Faith
ReplyDeleteI loved this as it reminded me of myself as a young child, I just couldn't resist sneaking to open my presents before anyone else was awake! I liked the clever way you built the story up, as a reader I was sure you were going to find something terrifying in the living room.
A super start to the new year,
Miss T Team 100wc