Tick tock tick tock

Tick, tock, tick tock.
The clock ticking,
My bed creeking.
The door opening and shutting.
Ghosts! I wonder to myself, do ghosts really exist?

I slowly got out of bed and tip-toed down the stairs.
Creeeeek. Suddenly the fridge door slammed shut. BANG!
I sat at the bottom of the stairs
shivering, scared.
I was scared. I couldn't move. I felt frozen.
Slowly, something brushed past me.
It made my face feel cold. It made me shiver.

I quickly ran up the stairs and in
to my bed. 'Click.' I turned to see
my door. it locked. I turned to my bed and
there it was. The white ghostly face that
has haunted me all my life.

By Isma Bibi 8FA