I’m Scared of Nothing
By Gemma, Year 2
I’m Gemma. I’m 8.
I was watching a horror movie. I’m scared of nothing.
It was a dark and spooky night. I heard something outside. Then it was silence. So I continued watching the movie with a little unease.
I saw a shadow from the window. Suddenly I heard footsteps. Just then from the corner of my eye I saw a dark figure slipping through the window. I knew it was a thief breaking in. I was so scared
I went down to the basement to hide. I hid in a cardboard box and held my breath. I heard fast footsteps coming down the basement stairs. I jumped out of the box and I ran as fast as I could to my room quickly and locked the door. I started panting heavily. I decided to take a big deep breath to calm my nerves. I called out my Mum and Dad but they did not answer. Now I was 100% worried.
I started hearing scratches on my door. It sounded like a monster with big claws. It sounded like it was looking for prey. This was the end. I was getting more and more scared. I didn’t know what to do .
I had to do something. So I started screaming like a maniac.
Then I heard a soft “Miaow.” And more miaows. It sounded like my neighbor’s cat. I peeped through the keyhole and saw my neighbor’s cat licking herself. I opened the door cautiously with a big sigh of relief and a huge smile. I was thinking then it was nothing . I was scared of nothing. I sat down on the floor and let him crawl into my lap.
I’m Gemma. I’m scared of NOTHING.
