Becky and the Ugly Zombie

Zombie

                  Becky and the Ugly Zombie

One foggy night there lived a girl called Becky .She lived on the twentieth floor. One day Becky was walking to school .But her mum warned her ”beware of the ugly zombie!” so she walked and she walked and she walked jiggety-jog , jiggety-jog, jiggety-jog until she came to a battered, creepy house.

The first time she looked into the battered, creepy house she heard windows breaking.  The second time Becky peered into the battered, creepy house she heard a noise like lightning. The third time she stared into the battered, creepy house she saw tornado’s swinging around. A moment later she crept into the battered, creepy house and she took not one,  not two but three huge crowns that shimmered like crystals.

Unfortunately, there was something else alive in the battered, creepy house. Something very large, something very noisy.  It was the ugly zombie with blood coming out of his belly  and his eyes that looked like the coldest steel. It shimmered in the shadows. It snorted behind her and it even chucked slime on her!

Becky screamed Arrrggghhhh! She ran, and she ran, and she ran, jiggety-jog , jiggety-jog, jiggety-jog with the zombie snorting disgusting breath behind her.

Sooner rather than later, Becky arrived home just in the nick of time with slime trailing behind her but in her hand she held not one, not two but three huge crowns – just like seeds of greed.

 

By Maryam Ibrahim