Memories by Emily

Date: 22nd Mar 2019 @ 5:47pm

The clock struck the witching hour. I lay awake. I couldn't sleep. I needed to go back to the night where it all happened. I ran to the theatre. The old crooked doors gave me shivers down my spine. Memories came flooding back. My parents and I had come to watch the film everyone was talking about, to find there was no film:screaming was the only thing to be heard. I rubbed my eyes and my parents vanished. My eyes darted around the room. What was happening? The next thing I heard was….my parents. Their screams were unbearable.