I went to the kitchen because my mother was crying. I quickly run downstairs and she said: ‘your grandfather is dead.’ At that moment I was very very sad. I took my mobile phone to talk to my grandmother but she didn’t answer the phone. I was petrified. I went to talk to my mother again but she wasn’t in the house, she was driving the car to my grandparents house.
Posted by: fabiaanrodrigueez | 14/11/2018
Scary Story
Posted in Collaborative Writing | Tags: 2018-2019, 3rd year students, fiction