Primary. Years 3/4/5/6

The Abandoned Conservatory

By Charlotte Tallon, year 5, Amherst School

The Abandoned Conservatory

Eagerly, I clambered over dusty cobblestones and rubble only to find what I call an abandoned conservatory. Hunting around, something caught my eye. Gradually approaching the object, I realised that it was nothing like what I thought it would be, but I discovered a ripped and scratched sofa. As worried as a parent losing their child, I had a terrible thought come to my head what if someone was buried under the pile of rubble. I thought. as I stopped for a moment I heard an eery voice.

It whispered, “Come here, Valerie, come here.”

Ignoring the voice, I began to look around again, noticing blood marks on the sofa and six smashed blurry windows. All of a sudden, the couch tipped on its side and a frightful ghost appeared from under the rubble.

”Ahhh!” I screamed, my heart pounding like a drum.

The mysterious body grabbed hold of my leg and pulled me towards it. I tried very hard to untangle myself but it was no use.

“Why are you here child?” the body asked, with a snarl on his face.

“I - I um, well, I am very adventurous and well, my friend told me she visited here and she explained that she had the an amazing time, so I wanted to visit here as well but I guess I got the wrong building,” she explained

“What was her name child?” he asked suspiciously.

“Um-um Penny..Penny Johnson.”

“Doesn't ring a bell,” said the figure.

“She was wearing a..a black dress I think when I last saw her, oh and by the way she had no shoes on.”

“Oh yes, when you said that, that gets a really clear picture of her in my head.”

“Does it? I thought I got the wrong building, though.”

“You’ll see…”

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