Tuesday, 27 October 2015

My hiding spot

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 . . .  I heard my brother counting. I ran up the stairs into my room and swung open the door. Then I quickly shut the curtain, banishing the sun light from the room. I opened my wardrobe door, hopped in, and started climbing. I was at the top. I lay down and  closed the door behind me. It was very, very dark. My room suddenly was scarily silent. Then ready or not here I come. Suddenly there was pounding on the stairs. He was coming. My friends were shouting, “You will never find me.”
But just as they said it, “Found you!”
Then silence fell. After a while I clambered down then found you!!!  My brother was waiting at the door, a smug grin on his face.


  1. What a fantastic start! You started right in the action with the count down.. A great way to set the scene and put us all right in the moment Todd. I also really like when you said "my room was scarily silent". I know exactly the feeling! You have a done a wonderful job at painting a picture in my head. Well done. Miss D:)