I buried my petite feet into the scorching sand while Jack played happily investigating the irregular rocks hidden in the freezing sea. We took no notice of the horrid house behind us. We were well aware that we had to look after ourselves even if that vile woman does call herself our mother. Ms Vanderwall’s wickedly scheming plan was no match to our bold intelligence. I heard a shriek, she called us in for another stomach churning lunch. I could just about make out her gruesome face over the lengthy table. I glanced around at the dirty velvet drapes. Ouch! The noise was so loud. A strange mist came across us, I felt like I was under a dark spell, my head was spinning when …….
By Lauren
By Lauren