It was almost midnight and I was sleeping. I fastened the small, flexible tent. My friend was drifting to sleep. My heart was beating as fast as a plane. I could hear the animals that live under the ground making their way through the soil. How long until I fall asleep?

When the clock struck and the moon shone, he intertwined out of his lair, criss-crossed over the moorland and inched through the fog.

I heard a terrifying noise outside. My face was white like a ghost. I saw a figure smiling and waving at me. What on earth was it?

Written by a child in 3J