The Slippers in the Shed
I strolled into the shed, as I observed around I saw mums old
slippers. I wondered how long they'd been there. I decided to try them on, as I
was putting them on, the flowerpot I stood next to began to shrink, a tingling
feeling came over me. The table was colossal… I was microscopic!
Aaaaahhhhh!
I looked around everything was a vast expanse of murky
objects; I wondered how I got into this pickle. Did I tread on something, touch
anything? Then I realised, I put mum's slippers on. Yes! That's the problem, so
I took a slipper off...
Exciting story George! Did you go back to your original size once you'd taken the slippers off?
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I would love to read more of this exciting story. Were Mum's slippers stinky? Becky Bristow.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading this George, you used a good range of punctuation, I loved the the end.MJ
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