Help!

by Jessica
(Tasmania)

There was once a boy he was ten. He walked to a shop and saw the shop keeper dead on the floor with a knife in his back. He then went running out of the shop and was asking for help.

When he was walking home he realised that a guy was following him so he got even more scared and ran home. He got inside and slammed the door shut tight and after a couple of minutes he heard the door bell ring and he answered the door.

The man that had been following him was at the door and the last word from the boy was help.