Sunday, October 17, 2010

enzo

enzo

writing

I was playing my sax and my mum was happing me.
As she went out of the room I tornd to say thanks but as I did I sore the most pitirfing spider in the world.
It was bigger than a golf ball and smaller than a tenns ball.
It was as black as the night sky and as tirafing as a spider can be.
Its legs were fild with black here and the rust of its biddy. It put shivers up my spin as it crold with its 8 legs slowly down my bed room whole.
When I sore it I yelp and got mum to see it even she was skid. She slamed a big book at the whole and the spider got in betwin it and died.Splat. We put it in the tolit. But as I thort for a mint it was all over a thort came into my head what if there was mare ...