I walk the cracked concrete pathway not knowing where it ends. Finally after hours of walking, I see a little cottage. Maybe this leads home. 

I slowly open the door, it creaks. Suddenly it slams shut. I hear a slight whimpering sound. I look around then grab my torch out of my broken bag, turn it on and see the shadow of something small with a pointy hat hiding behind a barrel. 

I walk towards it. Weirdly it sticks its foot out and I trip, bang my head, then I see a big black and white circle. Then it began. 

EMILY = YEAR 6