The Visitor

One night, my sister was babysitting me. She told me I could get any thing to eat. Then we heard a knock on the door.

I was a strange man.

My sister told me to go back inside because she had to protect me.

The next day, when we woke up, Emma and I told my da there was a wierd creature at the door last night.

It was a freaky evening!

By John Hutch