Jessica, 5W
Friday 29 January 2016
Week 4- 100 word story
The shrill scream cut through the stillness of the night like a knife . . . the cool breeze kissed my scared and worried face. Shadows lurked beneath my bed, will this ever end, the hour of fear? A slither of silver met my eye, strange smells wafted around me, it was going to pounce. . . I fled with fear running as fast as my legs would go, hoping to disappear in time. . . but later that day I heard a rustle coming from the depths of my bed I glanced under and unexpectedly saw . . .
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Brilliant Jessica, lots of show, not tell- fantastic.
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