PANDORA’S BOX
I open my eyes. The box is at the foot of my bed. Father told me not to open it but I decide to have a wee peek. The green light I see every night glows from a crack in the box. I place one of my hands on each side of the box and lift the lid. A dark ghostly spirit floats towards me. I scream, then everything goes black. Everything is blurry. My vision returns to normal. Ash and fire float around me. More of the ghostly spirits and other ghastly things scuttle out of the box. Demons crawl around. I don’t know what I have done!
Written by Ethan Cagney (Room 10)