The House On Maple Street

One night I decided to walk down the street and there was a light on in the top window of jimmy’s house. There had been rumors going around that he had alien parents. Their skin had a greenish tinge, and they had very sharp teeth. There was a very old car parked in front of their house, and there was one of those big blue mailboxes across the street. I was hiding behind a huge pine tree that was probably 30 feet tall. I started to climb it to get a better view of the top window. By the time I got to the top my nice soccer shirt I got for Christmas was all sappy and torn. I was so mad. On the bright side I had made it without falling and I had a great view of the window. I had two choices, I could run away, and tell someone, or I could keep going and walk onto the porch.