Saturday 16 November 2013

Another year 6 short saga by me- once more apologies for the lower standard but I was four years younger

Suddenly Cassandra heard a noise. She turned around, only to find that behind her was a chilling graveyard. Aaagh! She screamed as two bony hands shot out and grabbed her. Within a second, she found herself in rotting skulls and decomposing bones.

What happens next is all in your mind...

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