Leaves were rolling everywhere on the footpath as I was walking. The cold breeze was rushing against my skin causing me to have goosebumps.I keep walking until i see this lady, a beautiful lady with snowy white hair and a crafty purple raincoat on with white paint splattered on it
“ Where are you going, miss?” she asks me.
My brain was confused the it comes up with this:
“UH I- i uh the castle”
“The castle,.. I see follow me”
We walk for miles until we reach this beautiful castle. Then, I figure it’s not as beautiful as it seems.
Hi Milah, I really liked this story and want to see why the castle was not as great! Keep writing!!