Mmm, after a delicious meal of roast chicken, potatoes and peas, Jack and I went upstairs into our bedroom. There were only two bedrooms in the house and other rooms filled with creepy antiques. We entered the room, flicked on the light and gasped. There, right at our feet, was the black box. We stood their for a while, puzzled, then bolted down to the storage space under the stairs. The box wasn't there. In shock, we turned around and to our disbelief, the black box was behind us.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!" We screamed.
"Whats with the racket?" My Mum asked coming down the stairs.
"The-th-the box! It's following us!" Jack pointed.
Rolling her eyes, Mum told us to go to bed. She came upstairs to say goodnight. Before she turned off the lights, she gasped. Her blue eyes were frozen with shock, her mouth wide open. There, in the middle of the room was the black box.
"Wha-W-Whats going on?" She stuttered, trembling with fear.
"We told you this box was following us. Now do you believe us?" I answered.
