KPOW………Aisha
KPOW
As Charli just finished a call the doorbell rang.Charli had this weird sensation that it wasn’t her mother or father.Charli’s mum,had always told her never to open the door and always look through the upstairs window pane.When Charli looked through the steamed window pane, she could see a blurry figure,it looked like her mum.She was about to open the door until she remembered a terrible event………..
Nice poem Aisha try and describe the window pane