It all began when Megan and David were walking home from their Grandma's They knew they shouldn't have, but they took a short cut though Swallowdale woods. It was beginning to get dark. An owl hooted, and the sound echoed all around them."Oh I'm so scared"whispered David. "I want to get home quickly."
"Come on then," said Megan "let's hurry." So the two children hurried down the path, the leaves crunching beneath their feet. "Wait what's that?" There was a dark shadow there in front of them. It was a box, a large box. The children bent forward and began to lift open the lid.
As the children opened the box a big gust of wind came gushing past. David got goose bumps all up and down his arms. He got so scared that he ran behind a tree. When Megan opened the box she stepped back and covered her mouth. When David saw Megan's face he ran over to her to see what was going on,"It's a rotting hand." Explained Megan. Megan's tan smooth skin turned white with bumps all up and down her body. The brother and sister stood there staring at the hand until they heard a crack of a twig behind them. There was nothing there. They turned around and stepped towards the box. David screamed as loud as anything, like it was the last thing he did and it was. the six year old lay dead on the ground.
Megan couldn't do anything about her brother because before she new it she was into the box and into a lake. The pressure from the waterfall was pushing her down, she tried and tried to get out but she couldn't. She felt like a million trucks were falling on top of her and pushing her down. She couldn't breath and she couldn't move, she was dying.
She felt something tugging on her leg. it couldn't be, it can't be, it was the man who killed David. As soon as Megan got out from under water she pushed the man down and with a struggle he stopped moving and sunk to the bottom of the lake. Megan got out of the lake and sat on a rock.
I have to get out of here she thought. then suddenly she realised that she recognised that place, she was still at the lake but about a mile away from were she was before. She looked around, Megan could see something in the distance. She ran over to see what it was, it was the hand.
Megan crept up to it, as she reached out to touch it the hand crumpled into a million pieces of dust. A Megan stood up she felt that a huge gust of wind cane past. Her beautiful tan skin went white again and so did her beautiful brown hair.
Megan screamed, the scream wasn't like she normally screamed it was like an ear piercing scream. Something crept out of the lake , Megan couldn't make out what it was, it was like a shadow. It jumped up and Megan and pulled her into the lake.No one knows what happened to the children that dark evil day. Was it the box or was it the hand? No one knows...
YAlly




1 comments:
Good words.
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