Women In Painting
Hi I’m Farah. I have a story to tell you. Please read this message. I was alone one day. I was drawing a picture of a women while listening to the radio. After drawing, I left the painting to dry. While waiting for the painting to dry, I called my friend to come to see my painting. I waited and waited until the doorbell rang.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw my friend smiling. I invited my friend in. I showed her my painting. It was very nice. I didn’t know that I could draw a painting. My friend went to on the tv. I was looking at the picture weirdly. Soon I could not stand it so I joined my friend who was watching tv.
While we were watching tv, we heard noises coming from the painting. We went there bravely to see what was going on. Suddenly, I saw the women’s body moving. I was shocked and very scared. We tried to open the door but it was locked. We didn’t know what to do but run. While running, we heard the voice following us. We ran as fast as we could. We quickly hid in the store.
Soon we heard my father’s voice. We got out of the store and ran to my father. We huged him tightly. We told my father the story. He believed. He calmed us down. He promised to get me a maid. I was happy now that I was safe. I wondered what happened to the women. And how the painting was gone! Do you believe my story?