Saturday 23 March 2019

The Museum by Harley


Waking up in a dark museum, I heard noises coming from on top of the roof which sounded like things I’d never heard before. I looked up as slow as a slug and saw some sort of creature moving through the cracks of the wooden roof. The noises were getting deeper sounding by every second and closer by every minute. My heart was beating as fast as anything now and I was extremely scared. Suddenly, something tapped me on the back with its claws and I fainted instantly.
I woke up that same day knowing that it was a dog.

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