Oh No Helicopters by. Dylan

One dark, eerie night we were getting ready to go to sleep. We heard the wind. It was as if a whip was whipping the side of my house. My grandpa looked out the window and it looked like two airplanes had crashed into each other. Then he noticed it was just six war helicopters. A few of them shined their lights on my house and another had big freaky guns. The last two had guys that were hanging from ropes that looked like snakes. Then my grandpa went outside and the helicopters went away.