GORDON

Andrea staightened up her tie, she gulped,With her backpack by her side, she stepped out

 

of the house. She hopped into the car. Her mum, Madison, looked at Andrea with her wing mirror. Her mum had a smile on her face, Andrea just blinked. Throughout the journey, Andrea stared blankly out the window.                                                                                    Andrea and her mum finally stopped.They arrived at her Uncle Gordons’. She has always known he was strange but couldn’t quite work it out. She just finshed school 5 and a half hours ago. It took 7 hours to get there and by now it was midnight. She went up to her bedroom and found a key under the pillow. She couldn’t go to sleep. All she could do is wonder what that key was for. Mabye it was for a secret passage or even a simple diary. She stared at the ceiling.She knew it was for somthing.

                             BANG! CRASH!

           Andrea jumped out of bed went downstairs only to find smashed bottles, a broken window and her uncle. Gordon was lying there,on the floor, trying to look at her. “Be careful of the—,” he managed to whisper. “Gordon?,” she asked. It was too late he was dead. She ran upstairs to her mum. She wasn’t there. Andrea could feel a breeze. She looked. It was the window. She ran to her bedroom, she clutched the key and ran downstairs,she tried to ring the police but there was no signal on the phone. Andrea stared at her uncle, trying not to cry, she looked around the house for any clue for what the key might unlock. She looked and looked. She tried every locked window and door, but no it would not fit. She just HAD to find it. She had to figure two things out, 1.Who killed her uncle 2.What was that key for? After 10 minutes of searching Andrea just had enough of it and threw the key on the ground, tears started to form in her eyes. Being brave she held back the tears, she took a deep breath and tried to keep calm. When she was calm she searched for the key. Looking around at the corner of her eye she caught a small glimpse of a shiny object on the ground. Quickly, Andrea turned around, on her hands and feet she crawled to grab the item. IT WAS THE KEY! With the keys in her hands she jumped up and down with joy that at long last she found the key. Silence filled the house was finding key the most important thing she wanted. Suddenly, a crackling noise filled the desolate room. Andrea’s heart skipped a beat. Was it the muderer? Was it her mum? Or maybe was it her Uncle Gordon?

                           Watch Out!

Andrea started to panic,she ran out the house into the pitch dark.She had no idea where she was going.She had no plan whats so ever.Andrea tumbled over a rock and her leg was cut,She looked back to see somone looking at her.His eyes was a neon green,he wore a dark black cloak,his head was hidden by his hat and he was running for her.Faster and faster,closer and closer he came.Andrea just could’nt run when all of a sudden this girl came sweeping in pushing her out of the way. The blonde,pale skin girl ran away and so did the man chasing her.Andrea kept wondering what he wanted with her,mabye he was the muderer,or mabye somone trying to help.Andrea had no idea.Should she return home or just keep running.She decided to go back to Gordon’s.But she didn’t know where she was. Andrea moved along quiet,dark street and heard somthing shouting.Her mum?.Andrea was relived her mum had found her.She started to smile and cheer-up.But only it was a drunked woman on her hen night.Copy Right from Chantelle’s blog Only