This week we had to writ a story about our holladsy snd i wright about how i went to my friends house and it was like nothing you ever ecpected i relly enjoyed writing this and it was hard to remember what happens
The spine-chilling sleepover
On Tuesday the second week of the school holidays, I went to visit an old friend her name is Ella. her dad (Nick) picked me up off the quite rode.
When we got to there house my legs got goosebumps and we entered the shadow driveway I started to get chills up my legs as we entered the dark house I was surprised by a big hairy... golden retriever oh I said it's Hunter and Jack my heart stopped pounding like a drum. Me along with Ella and her sneaky little sister lucy all played on there flying fox out in the yard we all had fun but we heard a sound and her dad was calling us in for lunch we had spectacular pizza yummy.
following the next thing on the agenda was to make a stupendous blanket fort. We played horror home what we did was made the house as dark as possible and had to go through the whole house my hairs whereas straight as a stick. After the game, I was a bit ok a lot paranoid the worst thing is in the country it was windy. Part by part my spine started to shudder as we watched a horror I jumped out of my skin when Ella scared the living daylights out of me.
As the night grew old we all drifted off into our own worlds before I know it I woke up to Ella still sleeping LAZY but we had a night I won't forget in a rush. The next day was the same but all we did was go to the park and invent a game it was splendid but like all fun times, they must come to an end so the next day I packed my bag and said goodbye.
I will miss our thriller of a Night until our next horrerrifeck sleepover I will miss you, Ella.
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