An Ogre is my neighbour

“Urrrggghhzzz! I HATE LIFE!”

My neighbour next door sounds like an OGRE, because he is one!

He first arrived next door to us in the middle of the night, in the light of a red moon. His groan, like the one above woke me. I peeked out from my bedroom window and I saw a massive figure. Instead of getting bags out of his ancient truck he grabbed out a laser rifle! he looked around then pointed at me.

I ran to my bed then called to mum and dad. They couldn’t see him, mum said, “it must have been a dream”.


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