Thursday, 9 February 2017

Week 20 - Crining

I had only lived in this mansion on the beach of Thailand, with its ornate statues and decorated walls, for a day and still I knew something was strange. My uncle’s servants always whispered and now there was a crying noise that woke me up. The ear piercing screech didn’t stop. The noise was SO loud everyone in the house must now be awake. I slipped into my slippers and crept down the hallway with my candle held tightly in my hand. It sounded like a young boy but there were no other children in the house or were there?...
Megan 5SM

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