The Golden Roof
November 4th, 2007
There was a big house near the beach, with a golden roof. The place had been abandoned for years and looked very bad. Windows were broken, doors open, wind and rain were welcomed. Passing by, people could see birds flying strange, freely inside the house, and could hear strange, frightening noises. I also knew the house.
One day I decided to visit it. When I found myself in living room, I realised I was surrounded by pirates. They all hated me and soon started running after me. I ran faster and faster, I ran up the stairs, up the stairs. The pirates were right behind me.
2 Comments Add your own
1. Academy | November 23rd, 2007 at 10:28 am
its a good story well thought of
2. Academy | November 23rd, 2007 at 10:30 am
this is very good but you sorta changed the subject with the pirates and i think you could of had a better ending than The pirates were right behind me soo it was ok not the best though keep up the good work
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