I heard a call when I woke up but the funny thing it wasnt my mam. I peeped down the stairs and in to the kitchen. I held my breath as I opened the door. I pushed it open. 'AHHHHH' I thought in my head. 'Here I go'. Then it opened and.......
'Phew'!!! 'Just a dream. That was such a terrible dream. How did I dream about that? I hear my mam's voice shouting at me to get up. Time for school! ' Oh English test today. I didnt even study'. 'I'm definatly going to get a C- at least if not worse. I go down stairs and get my usual slice of toast. In to the car I go and off to school.
'Yes no English today, I totally forgot that we don't have English on Thursdays.' We got through our regular Thursday assembly and then get to class.......
The bell thank godness. Back home..... I wonder why my mam isnt here to pick me up! Its okay I'll just walk home. As I get through the gate I hear a terrible scream. I rush inside to see my mother lying in a pool of blood, unconscious. Then I see the door wide open with a knife coming at me..........