Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Foot Steps by: McKenzey

This story belong's to a girl named Marg.
Once upon a time this girl named Emily was tending Emily. Sahra was watching TV. Her mom was expected home any minute. The door opened, Sahra yelled, "Hi." Nobody answered. She said, "What's there?"
Still nobody answered. She could hear footsteps coming to the kitchen door, to the dining room. Sahra yelled, "Get out!" She heard the door shut. She could hear the footsteps going to the front door. She ran to the window and she didn't see any footsteps in the fresh snow that had just fell.
That night Sahra and Emily woke up crying cause they could hear footsteps going in their room.

The End.

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