The Disappearing Day…
‘’Swoosh , swoosh’’ went the wind. It was a cold , windy Saturday evening and Jake's parents were getting ready to go away for the weekend. Jake's parents weren't ready to leave their 13 year old son on his own for the weekend. It hit 5 ‘ o'clock and Jake's parents were about to leave. They gave him some rules and hoped Jake would follow those rules…
Later on Jake was getting bored eating , watching tv , and reading. He was bored. So he decided to go for a bit of a walk , just before it got dark. Jake put a warm jumper on and threw his old running shoes on. As Jake was strolling down the street , kicking sticks and stones. Jake saw a mailbox disappear right in front of his eyes. Jake got a bit worried and decided to turn around and head back home to where he was safe. As he turned around he saw a street that he had never seen or noticed before. Of course Jake was that stupid he walked down it! It led him to a long wooden swinging bridge. Jake walked across the bridge very slowly. Jake laid his hand on the icy cold rail and started walking, the bridge was making seeking noises. Jake ran across the bridge as fast as a cheetah could run because every single step he took a piece of wood would disappear. Jake then got to the other scared as scared as a person gets when they see a ghost. He had no way back. THE BRIDGE WAS GONE!
Jake then realised he had nothing! No warm clothes , no food , no water, nothing Jake was trapped and had no way out! The rail then disappeared so Jake definitely couldn't escape. As Jake reached in his back pocket to grab his phone, it had also vanished out of his hand, Jake had no way out. So all he could do was scream for help…
TO BE CONTINUED...
