Week 29: Why? By Marc

Should I go in there or not? I was thinking to myself strangely.

It was a mysterious wall with an even more mysterious gate. I couldn’t see over it because it was as tall as a giraffe. I opened the gate and walked into the isolated land. Suddenly there was no gate behind me and no wall.

I was as pale as a ghost. Straight after that, I saw a man with greasy brown hair and his beard was full of salt. His mouth was open as wide as the sea and he told me “You shouldn’t have come here – now you’re stuck.”

He then continued eating his melted cheese sandwich.