Thursday 27 June 2013

Silence

We all sat in the room, silent, waiting. All of us sat still, as if afraid of a imaginary force. It was as if the next person to speak who be cursed, a curse of the wildest imagination. Silently, I shuffled, though no noise came. Then in she strode, tall and thin, her mouth shrivelled and her lips curled. Her eyelashes fluttered pathetically, as if to say she was delicate, and not to be messed with. Then he sneezed, and everyone turned to face him, with a menacing glare, she coughed and began to speak sharply...

By Becky Class 6

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