The Best Story in The World by Jack aged nine and a half


The monster doesn’t have eyes like headlamps, horns like daggers or teeth like icicles.  He’s just a normal monster. 

I won’t tell you what the monster looks, sounds, feels and smells like. I won’t tell you where he lives. You must use your imagination.

Yesterday, the monster ate my English teacher. 

That was the exciting part of my story and if you don’t feel excited by thinking about a monster eating a teacher, there’s absolutely nothing I can do for you.

The End