My Suspense Story

 In my story, I thought I did best in building suspense. It was about a girl that was naughty in school so her mum punished her. The suspense made the story more exciting and all of the similies, personification and adjectives made the story shine. With the story being good I felt proud that I had improved since the last time I wrote a story.👻👻👻

Sleeping With The Moon

As I trudged down the never-ending corridor, peering at all the crooks and corners, walking slowly to my meeting with fate. With the moon hiding behind clouds I was wishing I could leave now. But it was too late. Seeing the stars all strung together gave me a wince of hope until even that was gone. The day had gone so fast and if I knew this was going to happen I would have changed every last detail. Finally, as I had the door in view my worst fears climbed to the front of my mind. 

“ You can do this,” I told myself quietly when really I was blocking out my main question. What if I can’t? Sliding my hand onto the cold doorknob, I twisted it and opened the door. As I peered inside I saw but one window tied together with a ghost white curtain. The grey carpet perfectly matched my mood-lonely. Locking the door and throwing the key out the window I sat and waited for the sun to wake up. Listening to the branches smack against the window I rested my head on the floor and shut my eyes.

After countless hours of squirming and turning, I finally gave up so I decided to look out the one window I had. Looking outside the stars were magnificent; blinking like millions of fireflies while the moon giggled at me and my choices. Automatically tuning my ears to the rare skittering of squirrels sweeping past I looked at the corner of the sky and saw that the inky blue sky was starting to come back! Finally! 

But as the sun was rising from slumber I was heading into it. Feeling drowsy

I laid my head on what I thought was the softest thing in the world and faded into

my own universe.