Outside, rain poured all over Billericay, soaking lots of helpless people. Inside, the abandoned house, down a dark corridor a door slowly creaked open. Grace walked into an empty kitchen because she was scared. She looked over to the rusty oven. The oven door opened and evil looking gnomes started walking out of it and towards her. Grace had never believed in mystical or magical creatures, so she was wondering whether it was a dream or not. She ran into the dining room slamming the door shut behind her an peered out onto the plain, boring and empty garden. Suddenly, a  robin started pecking on the glass door with its beak. Grace moved towards a window and the robin strangely followed her. Normally, she would go outside and play in the rain, but today she didn’t feel like it. “GO AWAY!” Grace yelled, “You annoying bird!”