It was a pretty, brick house with plants around it. The door was open so she thought she could go in. There was everything a house needed; a cozy bed with pillows and blankets; and clean cups and plates and choclate chip cookies; coal and wood in a fireplace.

“hello,” called Jim, wondering if someone was in the house. she did not hear a sound accept from silence. he ,made his way up the stairs and saw some bedrooms. Some of them had soft pillows with teddy bears next to them. For a moment she thought she heard a footstep but she thought nothing of it.

He had thrown a wish and thought it would come true. He had never seen his mum and it didn’t feel right. Then he heard it.

Something downstairs; something moving; banging on the ground; and heard a low hiss as they creeped up the stairs. she looked down the stairs and saw a women and thought it was his mother.

a moment later he heard a sound again thinking it was his mom he went down and she was not there he went to look for her but couldn’t find her. so he asked people if they had saw his mom but none of them knew.

he looked everywhere but there was one shop that was open so he went in and no one was there, he was scared.