Darkness erupted through the derelict alleyways. Malicious thoughts ran through the depths of my mind, making me feel sick to my stomach. Mysterious sounds roamed the houses, smashing could be heard from every direction. The houses slowly plummeted to the ground, after many years of structure, leaving the bodies homeless. Every step I took sadly represented the solemn souls of those who died. Many deaths led to the time in which the devil's souls brainwashed the owners from living in a house to on the streets. Many more lives ended but who would have the courage to help these people?
by Lucy Lowman (11)
Wragby Primary School, Market Rasen
Competition - Once Upon a Time
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