A creepy mysterious door has not been opened for centuries but joe wants to change that so he runs to the creepy house and opened IT showed a torn up living room and a creepy noise upstairs joe goes to investigate it and it gets louder it’s saying “GET OUT MY HOUSE”joe continued to go up and saw a black huge walking head and gets chased out of the house.
One stormy night, the 4 census were playing truth or dare. And one of them got a dare hundred years I am skint Madison jeez yeah I will come with him yet for the House of Lords was seven down his spine and the others know Step through the doorstep running to Step through the doorstep running to Wendy’s in to the house and quickly scanned the other onion ones in the room sorted girl that looked it seven years old and yes you disappeared only here and I didn’t hear that one of the friends saidEven though my God what is gone behind it there was a black three big big ball shaped like a werewolf the figures rub him into the darkness mind and he was disappeared into freaking out we should stick together thank you that kidnapped your friend only went up to the stairs and then wagon saw Jen and then he said that he was going to surrender for the orange sacrifice no I did not do it little of them said loud loud banging on the door saying your name and then they heard a bang on the door bricked opening in the last hundred just all my God you’re so dead we shouldn’t play truth or dare and chilled I hated early loud scream aloud is as a werewolf Day rush are you coming upstairs bay was too late the same figure was holding his friend with a knife please do not hurt me the guy said when he was gay and then returning to darkness he tripped over I’m going to die he said to shove in through the darkness oh my God do you said onion day Russian side Do you wanna play a game with little boys said they were all shocked but it was on in the house it was outside where the grave was they didn’t know yeah it was great but the grease the way was shaking and then I suddenly popped out of its like it was on the movies and then the other guy escaped from the dark boring but do you have a cut on his face that was escape the house and never went yet to play truth or dare again the end
Harry heard a creaking sound peering towards him but when he look there wasn’t a things but air…….
“He’s coming, run!” Henry scattered up the stairs and into a deserted attic.”We’ll be safe here”……ROAR!!!…….
Thud! What was that? Henry stared. Thud! “There is was again”. THUD THUD THUD! “Run!”
”Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” BOOM!!! Help me Cheri.
There he was, covered with rain,”What happened”……….?….
John stared, it stared. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!….
A dark silhouette appeared.”Who are you?”………..
Elliott wondered around the attic. ‘I hope the goast storys aren’t real,‘she mused. The voice inside her head told her to turn back but cureocity got the best of her and Elliott pushed it aside.CREEK.She whipped around and POOF the thick layer of dust that coated the floor flew in the air threatening to make her sneeze as a dark flash swished across the attic. “Who’s there?,”as soon as she asked this the figure paused …
The scorpian eagle swims gracefully around and then dashes into the air, swooping past some fish in a mysterious, magical lake.
You are a wish
forgotten on the rode side.
Like a dog on a walk.
Your are winter,
opening his frosty eyes to dead trees,
frozen leaves and Christmas.
You are an apple
secretly hidden in
your sneaky teacher’s pocket
You are the national speed limit
placed peacefully next to the road
as cars whizz past you.
Your are a cheetah
hunting down his prey
as slow as a snail.
You are a tree,
swaying in the wild,wonderful wind ,
like a balloon.
You are a playground,
with millions of kids playing on you,
like a magnet.
You are a wonderful, colourful maple leaf,
slowly floating down,
down to the ever flowing, never ending river .
You are the taste of Monday morning ,
the feeling of school ,
when I wake up .
You are the smell of the wild woods ,
on a beautiful summers evening ,
fresh air everywhere .
You are the sound of birds tweeting ,
at 5am in the morning ,
and crickets chirping loudly.
You are a shining bird
tweeting,
on a gigantic beautiful tree.
You are a rocket
flying from Earth,
Like a meteorite .
You a frog
enjoying the beautiful day .
You are a butterfly
flapping away,
like a bird.
You are a dragon
breathing fire,
in the village.
You are an Apple
red like fire.
Burning hot.
You are beautiful
as you are.
Like a rainbow.
You are gold
shiny like a shooting star.
sparkling.
You are a pencil
waiting to be written
like a star fish waiting for a wave.
You are a cat
waiting to be fed
like a shark waiting for its prey.
You are the moon
waiting for a astronaut.
Like a giant ball.
You are a cake
waiting to be eaten.
Like chocolate.
You are a lion
waiting to pounce,
like a horse.
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