Yesterday I came out of my room already dressed and suddenly
I started running down the stairs faster than I’d ever done before and THUMP!
THUMP! THUMP! something was coming after me. Taller than a giraffe and it’s
hair as wild as a lion’s mane, it chased after me, out the door and down the
street. I didn’t dare look back in fear that the sight might paralyse me
forever. Petrified, exhausted, breathless I ran as fast as humanly possible for
dread that this might be the end. The previous day I’d stolen my sister’s iphone
and she wasn’t happy…
This is a very comical piece of writing and I love your description. You missed a comma at the start but other than that I love it.
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