One strange night
William had been sitting in the hard chair all night waiting patiently in the front room for any sign of movement, or a sound that would tell him that the rat was back! Outside it was cold and windy. The only noise he could hear was the wind shaking the leaves in the trees. Then the lamp began to wobble and the table fell over onto the floor. William jumped up off his chair, he grabbed his chair and put it above his head ready to smash the carpet. The rat dies when William smashes the carpet as hard as he can. William doesn’t have to stay up to catch the rat anymore and he can go to sleep happily. He is glad that the rat is not here anymore.
This is my writing that I did for this week.
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