Story starter!
I was puzzled. Things just kept disappearing from our garden. At first it was just small things, like my toy car , then larger things began to go missing. Dad’s lawnmower vanished. Mum’s favourite plant pot with her favourite plants in. Gone! Just gone!
My parents kept saying that there were thieves on our street. I believed them. Of course I believed them! Why wouldn’t I believe them, they’re my parents?! Sneakily, I got into the habit of looking out of my bedroom window with my camera, in the hope that I would catch a snapshot of the crooks in action.
One afternoon, after I had got in from school and done my homework, I stood at my bedroom window. I was ready. I had my camera in hand. I then watched in amazement and shock as the giant oak tree, that had stood in our garden since before I was born, was dramatically wrenched from the ground by an unseen force. Its great branches and straggling roots and shaking, green leaves began to be pulled towards a hole, the size of a pound coin, in our garden fence. I watched as the tree began to be squeezed, again by this unseen force, through the hole in the fence.
A minute later I was standing with my camera at the ready, peering through the hole in the fence, desperate to find out what had happened to all the things from our garden. Then…I felt it…My eye began to feel as if it was being squeezed. My head felt as if it was being pulled towards the fence. My whole body seemed to be moving. Suddenly…Pop!
There it was the person or
shall I say animal that was taking
all our things .It was our next
door neighbours dog , Archie.He
was a German Shepard with
black and brown fuzzy fur. I
tried kicking the fence to get to
the other side.
My mum had just come back from
work.She asked me why I was
kicking the fence, I didint
say anything I just caried on
tring to make a big enough hole
for me to slip threw.This would
be hard especially since my dad
had glued the wood extra titely to
make sure that Archie wouldnt
get threw but some how he did
and I knew for sure that if a dog
can get threw this wooden fence then surley I can . I spent all day trying to make this entrance until I got so tierd that I fell asleep.
At about 8:28 I was in my warm bed with my whole family gathered around me "what were you really doing out side kickcing the fence?" asked mother again,I think she was hoping for a real answer, so I explained that everything had gone missing and it was Archie that took it. "we found that out when you were kicking that fence for no reason" her big sister said . I fell back onto my warm pillow and shut my eyes. Everyone walked out of my room laghing some yawning.I couldnt beleive I had spent my hole day trying to make an entrance to get our things back when we had them thw whole time .