Friday, 19 June 2015

The lighthouse

On a dull starless night the light from an old stone lighthouse was rotating around and illuminating the villages. The lighthouse was on the top of a treacherous headland. Cosy cottages below the lighthouse were celebrating. A solitary man who owned the lighthouse was working with the window open with annoyance he slammed the window “he was like I’m trying to work keep it down”. Suddenly the light went out after he thought there was a unusual clunking noise as he ran up stairs to check the mechanic and wheels but it was fine. There was a boat coming it was going to crash in the sharp rocks and it will sink the people on the boat will die too. So he ran up stairs to the top with his toolbox there was a big bowl it looked heavy then he opened the little door to check if the fire was still going it wasn’t still going so he was in a panic and lift the heavy light bowl and tripped over his toolbox he was really worried. He was thinking of a plan it was the village's plan too he ran down stairs with a panic when he opened the door the villages came with their lanterns and standed around the lighthouse keepers balcony and he saved the boat with happiness and they lived happily ever after. The End

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