After Peter Spooky - the bear - had finished reading his mid morning story to all the children, I stood by the kitchen window peering into his house wondering what he did once no-one was there ...
I stared at him as he walked to the other side of the kitchen and pulled the stove forwards, behind it was a small door small enough to fit a child in - if they crawled - small enough not to be true. The tiny door creaked an eerie tone as he pulled it open, he threw his gigantic paw forward and pulled out a screaming girl with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She tried to pull away but his grasp on her was tight, she couldn't break free, he laughed as she struggled. After a while he got bored and threw her across the room, she landed on the floor in a heap crying so loudly you could probably hear her for miles around the small cottage. He shouted at the girl to shut up but she didn't, he walked out the room then came back moments later with a small gun and pointed it at the girl. BANG! she was dead.
AHHHHHHHHHH! My scream echoed around me, i couldn't stop myself after seeing what happened to that little girl. Then realised he was coming towards the window. I ran round the house to get away, but not fast enough. As I looked back I saw him staring at me, shouting abuse. I ran down the hill towards the woods hoping his old age would slow him. It didn't. He was coming after me in his red racing car! I ran past endless fields but didn't stop; I didn't dare try my chances. I'd probably end up lost. So I just carried on running.
I ran for miles but couldn't run any more ; I stopped scrambling up a tree as fast as a bear. He climbed up the tree after me with a sack... he got me ... he slung me in the boot and drove off.
When he arrived home he shoved me in the cupboard, was I his next victim? I looked behind me, there was a little girl with light brown hair and brown eyes in a muddy and dusty blue dress crying behind me she looked staved, ill. I knew we needed to escape but how? I asked her if she wanted to escape, she nodded I gave some bread and water from my bag. We discussed a plan using the resources around us, we had a plan. We scampered to the policestation and said everything that had happened they went to Mr Spooky house and dug up his house and searched it inside out, I left my bag with my name on it for proof. They found the bag and admittedly arrested Mr Spooky.
The End.
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