Monday, 5 September 2016

                        The Dark Room

There was something there , lurking in the shadows of the black midnight room. Like a flamingo poking around the pond he was poking around my room. I bent down my static hair touching the rooms prickly surface. My heart began pounding like i was running  a Marathon and suddenly i Felt a staggering extraordinary pain in my back, it poked me hard i pared underneath me i saw a ghostly figure with sleek hair and an evil glear my head became a spining top millions of thoughts zoomed through my mind