Destroying lightning boomed and cracked. A hand slammed on the window. If you dare to enter you will become prey. I nervously opened the cracking door and surprise! I was not expecting to see my friends.
Oh no, they are not my friends! There is zombie! What do I do?
Run!
Where do I go? I know, upstairs. No! a clown! Run back downstairs. Alien outside?
Yes!
I sprint outside hoping I survive. Oh, my knife! I left it inside.
Ethan, I love how expressive your writing is. My favourite part is "A hand slammed on the window."
ReplyDeleteHi Ethan,
ReplyDeleteAgain, I can count on you to have great sentence starters, hooks and everything else.
You always do a great job - what is your secret?
yours sincerely,
Aston