IT’S LIKE A BAD DREAM JOE!
As I walked across the dusty graves, I jumped in horror. A savage, beast-like man was kneeling next to a dead man, sucking blood from him. I reached for my gun but he already disappeared. I heard sirens in the distance.
A police officer arrived and pointed a pink donut at me and said, “ STEP AWAY FROM THE BODY!”
He then realised his mistake and got his gun.
I spent the rest of that painful night being questioned while people sang songs on the radio. They gave me a cup of tea to drink with a giraffe on the cup.
JOE = YEAR 6