We did writing for a spooky event that happened to us. I wrote about a time when I had a sleepover at my friend's house. I was focusing on using powerful words that describe how I was feeling.
Spooky sleepover
“Good night Selina,” Rebecca whispered. “ I’ll turn the lamp on for some more light.” “OK,” I replied as my heavy eyelids dragged me into a deep sleep. The wind howled in the ray of moonlight. The leaves rustled and bustled against the windowsill.
I faintly gasped and shot up out of bed.
“ Rebecca,” I cooed, “Rebecca,” I cooed again. She just groaned and peered at me, then she drifted off to sleep. “ The light switched off,” I called. Still, there was no answer, just another groan in the darkness. My heart sank, I waited there, engulfed in terror, with my eyes locked open.
