Snore, snore. Click, click, click chimes 12am.
"I can't get to sleep mum!" No answer because she's asleep. My eyes droop down like blinds and my eyelashes link together.
Tick. Tick. Tick. "Stop Tom!" I repeat myself, however my idiotic brother does not hear me.
That's it! Like lightening I come out of my bed to kill him! My hands ready to choke!
Suddenly something distracted me... I saw a massive spider ripping at my flesh! "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Mum! A spider, A spider ripping at my flesh!
In the morning I see a massive red lump on my leg. That was vicious!
Beulah says:yeah that pretty much is vicious.
ReplyDeleteNice writing Jimmy.I like the descriptive language.
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ReplyDeleteThat's fantastic writing Jim. Really clever use of language. Great descriptions. Love Dad.
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