I hear the front door click open…. Oh
no – they’re here! I look down at the floor for my clothes, and then it hits me
– THEY ARE IN MY BEDROOM! To get to my room I have to pass the front door….The
door is wide open!
I have just hopped out of the shower
and all I have is my towel… A worry worm forms in my throat. What shall I do?
Should I wait or should I make a dash?
I hear all the warm greetings float
through the house. I waited for what seemed like an hour but finally I hear
them sit down in the living room and settle down with the snacks.
Okay I can do this; I am going to make
my move… I slip out of the bathroom and quietly close the door, my hair
dripping on my back, with my towel wrapped around my sticky body. I lean up
against the door frame; I can hear their cheerful voices.
Ready…1….2…3….GO! I grab the top of my
towel, hold it tight and run! “PHEW I made it!”
By Lucy
Wow! I love the descriptive language. I also liked it when you wrote worm worry in my throat. nice work!!!
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