Ok, i want to register please!!!!
I was gong to use my Kingdom of Smeg story but I decided not to....right
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Sandman
Now you lay me down to sleep, pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I Wake, Pray the lord my soul to take
The man crawled, silently across the gardens of a small housing estate on the outskirts of Carterton, Oxfordshire. He went like a grass snake through the moonlight, skirting hedges and ever moving forward to his prey.
He went without a sound towards the house at the end of the estate, a typical, brick walled home that looked like it belonged on a commemorative plate or a postcard of the Cotswolds area. none of the lights were on, only the dim streetlamps and the full moon lighted the way of the tall, well built man that crouched in his prey's garden, looking ,no, staring at the window that loomed above him. He retrieved his rope from his backpack and hooked it around the Sky television dish, and he climbed.
As he reached the roof of the postcard-esque house he retrieved a tiny picklock from his pitch black coat pocket. Everything this man wore was black, from the cloak to his shoes, all his garments were made for stealth. He lowered himself down the roof so he was perpendicular to the window of the targets bedroom, he looked down and saw the window open. The Man smiled to himself, this was too easy, he had expected better.....
His next move was to ease the window open, again silently, he crawled through the narrow gap and saw, to his dismay, there was no-body in the bed.
Ah well, he thought to himself as he dropped onto the floor like a mouse, he must have moved bedrooms.
The Man stood up and a hand gripped him from behind, twisted his neck and dropped him onto the floor
"Looking for someone?" Said the Sandman.....
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Comes from an idea i had about publishing a book, who knows, if i win i may do that, then i will give you lot who voted me free copies....good luck to the rest of you, your stories are probably better than mine![]()
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