It was 9:30 pm in 64 Sandmore Drive, and Sandra was getting into bed.
The night was dark and it looked like the colour of charcoal. Sandra was a cheerful girl, she had the most deep blue eyes (like sapphires) and the most sleek black hair.
When she scrambled into her nice, warm and cosy bed she started drifting off.
Suddenly, she heard a dripping noise, it was very faint but yet it was so clear?
It was a slight green colour and it came down the drainpipe. What was it, she didn’t know what it was….
By Clara Browne
The night was dark and it looked like the colour of charcoal. Sandra was a cheerful girl, she had the most deep blue eyes (like sapphires) and the most sleek black hair.
When she scrambled into her nice, warm and cosy bed she started drifting off.
Suddenly, she heard a dripping noise, it was very faint but yet it was so clear?
It was a slight green colour and it came down the drainpipe. What was it, she didn’t know what it was….
By Clara Browne