“help me i’m freaking out”, “what about” i say “there’s no toilet paper in the shops and i’m busting for a wee” said John. all the shops had run out of toilet paper it’s as terrifying as a lion roaring at a fearsome creature. but little does he know there’s something he might need down at the back of the cupboard. “let’s have dinner” i say  to john. “i’m trying to hold on” he said. “ill get the soup from the back cupboard” john said. his eyes glistened “toilet paper” he found the toilet paper now all he can do is go to the toilet. “tea time”.

The dew spread from blade to blade clinging to the grass and hedges like a shimmering spiders web. i’m going to scare this little boy i said with a gowning voice. i popped my hand up all i heard was ahhhhhhhhh he darted and dogged through the trees. blundering and slipping he fought his way through the undergrowth. he’s out of here i said with a chuckling voice and my little ghost friend. unable to scare  any more he took of his glasses pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. it was night i said with a sigh.