QUICK WRITE INSTRUCTIONS : Select one of the story starters and WRITE the rest of the story. Let your imagination dictate how the story develops and don't overthink your choices. Make sure your story has a beginning, middle,
and end
Story may not have graphic descriptions of death or dismemberment.
Requirements:

- at least 250 words

- must be proofread before submitting for grading!

- must be submitted BEFORE 11:30 pm Thursday 10/29
STORY STARTERS :

- It was the day the moon fell.

- Everything stopped; people were stood like statues all around me, people in cars, men on bicycles, babies in prams all lifeless, frozen in time...

- Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned slowly.

Here's a really bad short story, lol- I tried but also didn't so it's not the best. It definetly could use some improvement. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be like science fiction of something, so I used paranormal activity I guess?

Explanation:

Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned slowly, an eerie creak being heard as the door was pushed open. The house was old and settled into the ground as the cold winter air beat against it. The father of the house slept soundly in his bed as the mother tiptoed through the house. She avoided as many creaks and dips as possible as she snuck into her child's room. The daughter of the home lit up as she saw her mother, the noises of before had scared her terribly. “Mother, mother! Might you check under the bed for me?? I heard noises.” She spoke hushed and quickly, afraid of someone overhearing. Her mother scooped her up out of the bed with her strong arms. “Mother?” The woman didn’t not speak. This began to worry the child.

The mother of the girl carried her out of the room, silently, it seemed all the ordinary noises that had occured when the mother approached had vanished. The house was deadly silent, even scarier than creaks and moans. It appeared the color on the walls began to vanish the farther they walked. The daughter looked up at the woman holding her. It no longer had the face of her mother. The creature's face was long and sad, it’s arms skinny, and it’s body weirdly proportioned. It didn’t scare the child though. They stood in a dark area, as dark as the deepest ocean, and watched one another. The girl stayed with the creature. It looked so sad she couldn’t ignore it. She placed her hand on it’s long face, “You were lonely weren’t you?”.

“I was the monster under the bed..” It replied lowley.

the answer is definitely d. sorry for a late response.

i have no idea buudy for the points tho