The hole in the floor

By Amy

As a girl slept she had the most wonderful dream. It was

about her flying through the clouds and finding a wonderful

island made of chocolate ice cream. It carried on for hours on

end. She was woken at three o’clock in the morning by a

bang in the kitchen .She got out of bed and tiptoed

downstairs, making sure not to wake her family.

When the girl got downstairs no one was there and dawn

was breaking. She walked forwards and circled the table.

CRASH! She fell down a large hole in the floor .A group of

what she thought were people came towards her. “HELP ME,

PLEASE.” She shouted. They came closer and closer but they

were not people. They were white and see through. They

quickly and swiftly surrounded her.

The girl started to run. She ran straight threw one of them. A

shiver ran down her spine. She raced on her heart thumping

in fear. She could not get out. She was starting to get hungry.

She wished it was a dream but it was no dream. After a few

days running she fell to the floor gasping for air .She was so

hungry and thirsty her eyes slowly started to close.