Youngsters’ Forum

The Junk Yard

December 19th, 2007

I just arived at the junk yard. It was pitch black. I clicked on my torch. I walked a couple of yards and stopped. I heared a loud BANG! I turned around really really quicly. I shone my torchch. It was only a pile of falling down cars.

I walked over to the fallen down cars. Next to the car was a white glow. I walked towards it. I entered. BANG! I tripped over the rusty steps and found my face in a tray of mouldy old Chinese food. I pulled my face out. I wiped my face clean of the smelly old noodles. The caravan was a smelly old wreck. I almost tripped over again but this time it was a pair of trousers twice the size of me. Then I tripped over again, but this time it was a handle. I lifted up the hatch to see…      

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