I clambered out of the car and breathed in the fresh air. Three hours jammed in the back of the car with my little brother was like six hours of listening to a violin being tuned, I’d rather face a guillotine. Mum and Dad got out and started to unpack, we had had taken an airplane to Invercargill so we could visit our cousins and though it was fun, I was glad to be home. I unlocked the yellow front door and nearly screamed. Chairs had been swept onto their sides and half eaten food was scattered everywhere.
By Abbey Dawson-Brown
Abbey I love the mystery of your story and wonder what in the world happened? Sounds like someone had been making themselves at home in a very unexpected and messy way. I love the way you used the word "clambered"; very fitting and nice writing. Great use of the words in the prompt; keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteA fantastic piece of writing Abbey. I particularly like the way you left us wanting more by ending the piece with a dramatic finish that leaves questions in our heads. This could be a engaging opening to a much longer piece.
ReplyDeleteA fantastic piece of writing Abbey. I particularly like the way you left us wanting more by ending the piece with a dramatic finish that leaves questions in our heads. This could be a engaging opening to a much longer piece.
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