I scanned the room there was an erie feeling in the atmosphere. Outside a storm was raging all I could hear was the pitter patter of raindrops on my roof. Suddenly a roar of thunder echoed around the room. Everything was still, I sat in silence, finally I put on my jacket over my pyjamas and slid out of bed. I crept along the hallway and into the kitchen. I pulled out an orange mug and poured myself a hot milo, the marshmallows swam around in the mug then slowly sunk to the bottom. I sat on the couch until dawn, I could tell it was going to be a beautiful day.
By Zoe
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