It was the night of dead
All that could be heard was the muffled beating of the creature’s enormous wings as it soared through the inky-black sky. Behind it, at the end of a frayed length of rope, sat the coachman. Coat wrapped tightly around his broad shoulders, his mission tonight was a straightforward one: to escort the two strangers to Castle Midnight. It all seemed straightforward to him. Even if it wasn’t, he always did as the Master bade. No one ever dared to disobey the Master, especially on a night such as this…
The night went such on as they planned to do, as they were getting closer and closer to the black death water, the wheel touched the water skinning the wheel to the metal sculpture, They had a little bump that made the planning schedule wrong the big monster thing was sure to go the other way and the monster went the wrong way, the monster took the coachman to the graveyard instead of the castle midnight.
Ohh c'mon yelled the coachman I spilt water all over me at least it was water proof boots and pants, the coachman was standing up in the flying black thing and the monster stopped very fast and smack goes the coachman flying into the wall, the coachman fell out of the cart, he face planted into dirty mud his face was covered in mud. The coachman got up and said “this is the wrong place stupid monster” take me to the castle midnight this time don’t get it wrong. So then the monster went again, this time the coachman put the doors on lock and shut the windows, it was pouring down with rain and he didn’t have the good looking clothes, as they flew across the land and water, the monster was tired and couldn’t go fast but they were like ten minutes away.
The coachman said i'll give you some food when we get there, so as he said that he was shutting the window there was thunder and lighting pouring hard rain, the monster had a big jacket to keep warm while taking the coachman to the castle midnight, it's on a humongous hill, it was hard for the monster to get up the hill, when the monster dropped the coachman off, the coachman looked at the monster and nodded his head then he walked away. The big monster flew away, the coachman had to walk a little more because the monster could only go to the parking spot, there was walls and lights until the master turned them off and the coachman was walking in the dark, and he smashed his face into a wall, Owww that hurt he said, The coachman yelled it’s me the coachman turn them back on, The master didn’t talk back, so the coachman just walk feeling the walls and he saw light it was the end of the tunnel, the master said nothing. After the coachman got out of the tunnel. The master ran down, he had a bow, that he shoot the coachman, the master shoot the coachman because he was not sure who he was, the master dropped the bow and ran back inside the castle and that was the end.
Hi Madison my name Is Paris I'm 12 years old and I am a year 8 student at Kawakawa primary school. I found your story very interesting and I really enjoyed reading it. Happy blogging
ReplyDeleteHey Madison I'm Tahnellah I am a student at KawaKawa Primary School and I am 12 years old and I really like your story and I found it enjoyable and when you have spear time or your own time come and check out my class blog and go check out my blog
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