Why this story? you may ask. Because I'm off to Tenerife with my daughters and granddaughter for a week, and we might see some bright lights while we're there. Also because we fly out at the crack of dawn tomorrow and I haven't finished packing! So here's one I wrote earlier - three years earlier, to be exact. Hope it meets with approval.
Visit Rochelle's blog to read what others have written this week.https://rochellewisoff.com/ and apologies for not visiting many others myself - I will be a tad busy with a 4 year old!
HEN PARTY
Six of us flew to Tenerife for
Leanne’s hen do. The apartment was pretty basic, but it didn’t matter because
we were out every night.
In one night-club this creepy bloke
bought us all drinks, and when we staggered home in the pitch dark he tried to
kiss me. Eeuuw!
He pinned me against a palm-tree – I still
remember his long pointed teeth – but then the moon came out like a spotlight,
there was a horrible screech, and a black shape flapped up into the tree. When
I looked round, the bloke had just vanished.
A real weirdo, that one!
