The dreaded day had come it was saturday morning and mum and dad were jetting off to thailand and leaving me to look after my sweet, loving grandmother Julia. We parked are black banger in her driveway next to her pristine 171 which I didn’t understand as she was my grandmother. She greeted me with a large grin and already was handing me my death sentence on a plate Julia’s famous cookies mum said with a chuckle. I just couldn’t eat something so toxic. I shoved in my pocket and wondered what was for dinner.
By Lauren.
By Lauren.