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My Worst Nightmare The howling wind rattled the windowpanes in the bitter, damp night outside. I twisted and turned under my thin covers. My teeth chattered in the chilly air around me. I couldn't sleep. My sweat dripped down my forehead and my heart was thumping hard at my chest. I was always afraid of the dark and I still am. But this was the first time I had slept alone in a hollow, ominous and shadowy room with no wallpaper. Instead of a carpet, there were filthy floorboards that creaked and moaned. There was also a wardrobe that I had never opened before because we had only moved in this huge house yesterday. I…show more content…
He was wearing a silky, black coat but it was too long for him that it trailed down the floor. He was also wearing a golfers hat. The man turned his head towards me and smiled. My eyes were wide with terror and fear and for a moment I thought my whole body was going to collapse.
" You must be Drake, are you not?" Said the man cheerfully.
" I am," I said slowly, my voice cracking with fear.
" Do you know who I am," said the man, sitting comfortably on the couch as he spoke.
" N-no," I stumbled.
" I am your fairy godfather," the man pronounced proudly. "And this is Wellard, my transformer."
" You're what?" I blurted out.
" My transformer," repeated the man. "Look, I'll show you." The man stood up and began to bark at the dog and in an instant it turned into a mouse trotting on the carpet.
I was shaking like a jelly. What the hec is going on, I thought.
" Transform back, Wellard," the man shouted. Wellard turned back into a dog.
" Very useful you know," said the man." Now let's get to business shall we. Well Drake, I've come here to warn you about something." His voice was slow and very serious now. "The great witch Sathia will visit you when the clock strikes one. I want you to know that this grand house once belonged to her. She gets furious if anyone else lives here. For many years,
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MY WORST NIGHTMARE
My Worst Nightmare The howling wind rattled the windowpanes in the bitter, damp night outside. I twisted and turned under my thin covers. My teeth chattered in the chilly air around me. I couldn't sleep. My sweat dripped down my forehead and my heart was thumping hard at my chest. I was always afraid of the dark and I still am. But this was the first time I had slept alone in a hollow, ominous and shadowy room with no wallpaper. Instead of a carpet, there were filthy floorboards that creaked and moaned. There was also a wardrobe that I had never opened before because we had only moved in this huge house yesterday.He was wearing a silky, black coat but it was too long for him that it trailed down the floor. He was also wearing a golfers hat. The man turned his head towards me and smiled. My eyes were wide with terror and fear and for a moment I thought my whole body was going to collapse.
" You must be Drake, are you not?" Said the man cheerfully.
" I am," I said slowly, my voice cracking with fear.
" Do you know who I am," said the man, sitting comfortably on the couch as he spoke.
" N-no," I stumbled.
" I am your fairy godfather," the man pronounced proudly. "And this is Wellard, my transformer."
" You're what?" I blurted out.
" My transformer," repeated the man. "Look, I'll show you." The man stood up and began to bark at the dog and in an instant it turned into a mouse trotting on the carpet.
I was shaking like a jelly. What the hec is going on, I thought.
" Transform back, Wellard," the man shouted. Wellard turned back into a dog.
" Very useful you know," said the man." Now let's get to business shall we. Well Drake, I've come here to warn you about something." His voice was slow and very serious now. "The great witch Sathia will visit you when the clock strikes one. I want you to know that this grand house once belonged to her. She gets furious if anyone else lives here.
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