Writing

Tick, tock it’s a frozen clock

                     Vol.2    

        

 

Written and published by Eloise and Alexia

“Help, help!” I scream. I grab my phone ready to call the police. I tap on the keyboard and slowly dial 0__0________________*. Before I could dial the last number I felt a gush of wind behind me. I turn around. But before I could do anything my window smashed and who or what escaped.

 

I ran into the living room and on the table lay a pocket watch the weird thing was the hands weren’t moving. All of a sudden the face of the clock cracked. I turned around to see someone in a black cloak behind me. “Why are you here? What do you want?”

“I want the pocket watch.” he said firmly. I picked it up, it started vibrating in my hands and the hands of the clock started to move.

“No!” said the man in the cloak. “It’s too late!” the TV started and I heard the faint tick, tock of the clock again. I went to check on parents and they seemed to be fine, or so I thought…

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