The tiny spider

Saturday, May 4, 2013

I walked upstairs in my big, pink, floppy slippers, brushed my teeth, got ready for bed and pulled the cloud like quilts over my cold body. I was just about to drift off when, “Ahhhhhhhh!!” a never ending scream occured. It was my mum. The noise was deafening. Is she ok? What’s going on? Why’s she screaming? Should I go down? I thought to myself. I quickly pulled the heavy quilt of me and stumbled down the steep stairs. I rushed into the living room where my mum was standing. You will never believe it but it was…. just a tiny spider!!
By Daisy May in year 5

Leave a Reply

*