2015-08-12
418I'm holding my breath
Friday night
It's midnight and I'm holding my breath. I feel so scared that I can't move.
There it is again - a noise downstairs. I think there's someone in the house.
'Don't be silly!' I say to myself. (I'm always lying awake at night and listening to noises. Usually I find out it's the fridge or someone next door or... just nothing.)
I'm staying at my friend's house. Round here all the houses have got two floors. My friend doesn't live in a safe part of town and sometimes burglars come in through the downstairs windows.
I've prepared for this moment. This is what you do:
1) You lock the door as quietly as you can. 2) You phone the police on your mobile. 3) You talk to the police very loudly. There's the noise again... and it 's getting closer.
I don't want to do this. I get slowly out of bed. But then I stop. Two round eyes are looking at me. I scream.
The neighbour's cat runs back the way it came. How did it get in? Probably through the downstairs window. But that means the downstairs window is open...
Where is the writer of the story?
What is making the noise?
3. What annoys me about my sister? Well, she...................... (always talk) to her friends on the phone! And she …………………….. (always lose) things.
4. I……………………………… (work) at the garage until September.
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