Gee’s 100 WC
As I returned home from the cinemas, I gently knocked on the front door of my rundown little house on Burly Street. I waited a few minutes for an answer at the door, I grew impatient. My feet began to stroll over to the window to peek through the glass. No sign of a movement was to be seen except for the occasional rat or two. My heart sunk like a root of a tree pushing through the earth. I began to panic, hurriedly knocking on windows. I stared deeply through the house, to see a blank face. OH NO!