It all started one week ago when we moved into a new house. This house
wasn't a modern flash house with ensuites and million dollar furniture. No
this house was a house that ever body dreaded to come near.
It was a dark scary mansion, not the nice mansion, more of the haunted
mansion the one with peeling paint, large old windows and creaky stairs. The
one with brown mud oozing out of the floor boards and heavy gargoyle
sculptures dotted round the house.
And If I tried running in the house the floor would creak and sometimes
break. The house was a wreck.
By Ruby
Hi Ruby great use of language. That house sounds awesome. i don't think your Character is to keen of it though. Overall great story!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteChavawn :)
Hi ruby awesome story I like your interesting words it really shows how old the house is.
ReplyDeleteBlake