Wednesday, 5 July 2017
scream writeing
One dark and stormy night i was in the woods and i was running from a murderer. i yelled and screamed but it was no use. i kept
Running and running from the murderer. suddenly i tripped on a tree root and the murderer stood up and raised his knife. suddenly he let out a deafening scream and dropped to the ground dead. i quickly got up and said “who's there?”
A scary voice replied “it's me night rider.” there was a strong gust of wind and the mysterious black figure was gone
BY George
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