It was a stormy day and my mom and I were going to my granny and grandad’s house. I was playing calming music in the car. As we slowly climbed the hill we saw a flying vehicle in the sky.
When we reached the top of the hill there was commotion around the town – people were running across the road with furry blue aliens chasing them. Suddenly everything stopped and all the aliens stared at our car. It was almost as if they were attracted to the light. Mom went to reverse down the hill but the aliens stopped the car. We were surrounded.
Was this to be the end?