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Simon Lesson 3 homework
A walk in the dark
Dear Jerry and Sophie,
How are you? I write to inform you two of the strange happenings that happened to me last night. I went to Mrs Collesbury’s house just after nine to fetch my mother’s reading glasses, which she had left when we went to have tea with her earlier. It was very dark, and the streets seemed to conceal all sorts of secrets. When I reached Wizzle’s Convenience Store, I heard a crack. I looked under my feet, expecting to see a twig. But I could see under the faint light of the streetlights that there was nothing under there. I looked around now, scared, expecting to see someone. But I saw no one. My heart started pounding, and my mouth turned dry. There was another crack. I looked around again, butterflies in my stomach, but saw nothing but darkness. I felt very small – I was all alone in a dark, empty street with wierd noises. I couldn’t bear it anymore. I ran home.
Your Friend,
Frederick
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Simon Lesson 1:
“WHAT do you think that you’re doing?”
I heard a voice bellowing at me. I slowly lifted my head. A blood – curling, spine tingling monster that would give you the worst nightmares, a formidable alligator, an indestructible war tank that could bite and hurt and sent adults and children alike running away, screaming was bending down right over me, casting her shadow over me. Smoke came out of her ears, and she was slowly turning into the colour of a London Bus, which happened whenever Mrs Formidulosus. “How DARE you ignore me you filthy, insolent child!” my teacher barked. Mrs Formidulosus was a woman that you wouldn’t like to meet. She was a daunting figure, with a cruel and narrow face, eyes that always frowned, a mouth that never smiled, thick and sharp eyebrows and small ears which looked funny on her big shape.
and a grim shadow that always followed her. Her arms were as thick as tree trunks and were the kind which could lift entire buildings at ease.
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