Monday, 19 March 2018
William week 8 T1
I saw it, it was huge. It was grey with patches of matt black fur, Bedi yellow eyes and claws that were as sharp as knives. I was shocked I had seen the beast that had started all scary campfire stories. I had spent hours dreading that the beast would cut me in half with one swipe off his humongous paw. I ran as fast as I could to town to tell the every one to start hunting it. We ran for miles following the beasts tracks. We saw it, we wondered how did it get up onto that mountain.
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