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The noisy neighbour
By Angus J
Prologue-
No cars drove by on the quiet street. A couple strolled by on the almost deserted pavement. Life in Gumnut Crescent was boring and miserable. For most people.
Hi. I’m Carlos and I’m 16 years old. I live here at 22 Gumnut Crescent and I’ve lived here for 9 years, since I was 8.
I looooooooove video games, technology and, of course, Harry Potter. I play cricket on Saturday afternoons for the River Glen Rosellas. And even though I love video games, I HATE Super Mario. I know. Weird, right?
I live next to my BEST FRIEND EVER! His name is Hamish and we go to River Glen High School together. Hamish was the only person I knew in Gumnut Crescent. Up until the 10th of January, 2023…
CHAPTER ONE-
BOB
The 10th of January, 2023 started out as a normal Tuesday. My alarm went off at 7:00am, I had my normal Weet-Blox and played a little bit of Sonic the Hedgehog 3.
At exactly 8:03am, I heard a lot of crashing and banging from number 20. I took the Sonic SD Card out and sprinted across the posh carpet to my Mum and Dad’s bedroom window to see what the commotion was.
All I could see was a Dooby’s Removals truck and a heap of boxes. Hmm… I knew that 92-year-old John had moved into River Glen Retirement Village 1½ years ago. This must have been my new neighbour!
I dashed to the lavish front door and slipped on my purple thongs. I raced through the door and walked over to number 20.
A man of about 52 turned his head to face me. He snarled and turned back to eating his sponge cake. Rude, I thought. I tried again. “Lovely morning, innit?”
“I don’t care what the damn weather’s like,” the old man growled. As he did, I stole a glance at one of the 20 000 000 boxes on the front lawn. PROPERTY OF BOB BENNET. DO NOT TOUCH OR ELSE! it said.
Best to avoid him, I thought. And with that, I sauntered back to my house.
By Angus J
Prologue-
No cars drove by on the quiet street. A couple strolled by on the almost deserted pavement. Life in Gumnut Crescent was boring and miserable. For most people.
Hi. I’m Carlos and I’m 16 years old. I live here at 22 Gumnut Crescent and I’ve lived here for 9 years, since I was 8.
I looooooooove video games, technology and, of course, Harry Potter. I play cricket on Saturday afternoons for the River Glen Rosellas. And even though I love video games, I HATE Super Mario. I know. Weird, right?
I live next to my BEST FRIEND EVER! His name is Hamish and we go to River Glen High School together. Hamish was the only person I knew in Gumnut Crescent. Up until the 10th of January, 2023…
CHAPTER ONE-
BOB
The 10th of January, 2023 started out as a normal Tuesday. My alarm went off at 7:00am, I had my normal Weet-Blox and played a little bit of Sonic the Hedgehog 3.
At exactly 8:03am, I heard a lot of crashing and banging from number 20. I took the Sonic SD Card out and sprinted across the posh carpet to my Mum and Dad’s bedroom window to see what the commotion was.
All I could see was a Dooby’s Removals truck and a heap of boxes. Hmm… I knew that 92-year-old John had moved into River Glen Retirement Village 1½ years ago. This must have been my new neighbour!
I dashed to the lavish front door and slipped on my purple thongs. I raced through the door and walked over to number 20.
A man of about 52 turned his head to face me. He snarled and turned back to eating his sponge cake. Rude, I thought. I tried again. “Lovely morning, innit?”
“I don’t care what the damn weather’s like,” the old man growled. As he did, I stole a glance at one of the 20 000 000 boxes on the front lawn. PROPERTY OF BOB BENNET. DO NOT TOUCH OR ELSE! it said.
Best to avoid him, I thought. And with that, I sauntered back to my house.