The night was intensely bright with glimmering stars as the toads outside croaked noisily. Moonlight filtered through the curtains washing my bedroom in brilliance. I was doing my homework in my bedroom, trying to write a composition entitled 'Write about a story about a hero that saved the day'. I was so frustrated for my brain juice failed to come up with any creative ideas at all!
Out of the blue, a strange noise startled me. Curious, I looked out of the window to take a cautious peek. I caught a glimpse of movement and spotted a suspicious figure lurking in the cloak of darkness. He was camouflaged by dark clothes and the dim light shielded his face. He was trying to balance himself precariously on a trash bin, craning his neck to get a vision of the inside of my house. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, thinking that it was my bleary hallucination playing tricks on my eyes. I was wrong! This was real and the man was attempting a break-in into my own house! I suddenly recalled a spate of burglaries that had occurred in my neighbourhood recently.
My eyes widened in horror and my mouth was wide agape. This was THAT burglar in action. Shivers ran down my spine as I instinctively let out a ear-piercing shriek. This alerted the panic-stricken thief who sprang into action to take to his heels. I could never let this horrid man escape. If not, he might strike again!
“Max, get him!” I ordered my German Shepherd that was an ex-police canine and opened the door. Max dashed off like a lightning bolt, barking ferociously. He reached him, pouncing on him like a wild cat. “Get off me, your stupid dog!” he hollered in fright, struggling to break free. My brave dog bit his leg, refusing to let go, growling as he went.
Immediately, I called the police. Soon, wails of siren reverberated through the air as the police arrived in no time at all as they were patrolling the neighbourhood. They moved in swiftly and slapped the metallic handcuffs on his scrawny wrists. They commended me for my quick wits. After a short statement from me, they left in a patrol car.
I beamed with pride as I watched the vehicle disappear down the tarmac road. Just then, a brainwave hit me and I suddenly knew just exactly what to write for my composition topic: Max saved the day! I finished my story in a jiffy and retired for the night. To my surprise, my composition later won the best composition award in class and is still pasted on the class notice board. Good job, Max. Great job!
Out of the blue, a strange noise startled me. Curious, I looked out of the window to take a cautious peek. I caught a glimpse of movement and spotted a suspicious figure lurking in the cloak of darkness. He was camouflaged by dark clothes and the dim light shielded his face. He was trying to balance himself precariously on a trash bin, craning his neck to get a vision of the inside of my house. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, thinking that it was my bleary hallucination playing tricks on my eyes. I was wrong! This was real and the man was attempting a break-in into my own house! I suddenly recalled a spate of burglaries that had occurred in my neighbourhood recently.
My eyes widened in horror and my mouth was wide agape. This was THAT burglar in action. Shivers ran down my spine as I instinctively let out a ear-piercing shriek. This alerted the panic-stricken thief who sprang into action to take to his heels. I could never let this horrid man escape. If not, he might strike again!
“Max, get him!” I ordered my German Shepherd that was an ex-police canine and opened the door. Max dashed off like a lightning bolt, barking ferociously. He reached him, pouncing on him like a wild cat. “Get off me, your stupid dog!” he hollered in fright, struggling to break free. My brave dog bit his leg, refusing to let go, growling as he went.
Immediately, I called the police. Soon, wails of siren reverberated through the air as the police arrived in no time at all as they were patrolling the neighbourhood. They moved in swiftly and slapped the metallic handcuffs on his scrawny wrists. They commended me for my quick wits. After a short statement from me, they left in a patrol car.
I beamed with pride as I watched the vehicle disappear down the tarmac road. Just then, a brainwave hit me and I suddenly knew just exactly what to write for my composition topic: Max saved the day! I finished my story in a jiffy and retired for the night. To my surprise, my composition later won the best composition award in class and is still pasted on the class notice board. Good job, Max. Great job!
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