Talking Clocks



BANG! ‘What was that?’ I murmured. I stood up out of bed and crept over to the window. I pulled open the curtains and looked up into the dark sky above. The sky was filled with ash clouds. Suddenly I heard a shuffling noise coming from the closet behind me. Frightened, I grabbed one of my clothes hangers for defense and silently walked over to the closet. I jumped as the closet door opened and three peculiar clocks with arms and legs came walking towards me. The orange one spoke first. “You must get away from here,” it said, “before its too late.” With that said the three clocks waddled back into the closet and the door shut. “Wait!” I shouted. But they were gone.


Kate H

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