On a rainy sunday night all I could hear was the howling wind , the ferocious rain, the thunder sounded like a car crash, and lightning so electric and powerful.
Suddenly, the lights started going absolutely crazy. I was lying on my bed like nothing was happening. The lights were continuously flickering off and on but I still didn’t care.
I’m hugging my teddy’s because I was trying to get to sleep but before I could close my eyes a shadow emerged out of the darkness and it was . . . . my dad eating cookies and milk. He was also saying “I LOVE cookies and milk!!!!!”. It got so annoying, so I lead to his room, I took the cookies and milk away for him and put it on the table, and put him to sleep. Finally I went to sleep.
When I woke up I heard another storm and also a smash from down stairs, at first I thought it was mum making her awful pancakes or lighting So I went to check mums room just in case and she was still sleeping, like a baby. So I went down stairs and it was not lighting it was my bratty little sister. She was making disgusting slime in a witch costume and she was doing it outside in the run. I heard thunder and i know she heard it to. I called she in and i asked she if she knew why the lights going were going crazy last night she mischievously said “that was me hahahaha hahahahahahahahahaha.” I thought that was impossible because only dad is strong enough. . . . . . the end.
Isabella Iti
