The Monster, by Asmaha Mohamed

Every evening, there was a dusty, roasted smell in front of the white house. She thought that she was the only person in the neighbourhood. From the backyard, she began to think it was dangerous.

The sky started to darken above the white house. The smell of burnt roast began to waft towards her. She ran in fear and started to think that this place was dangerous.

When she called an Uber, the Uber driver asked, “What is wrong? Are you okay?”

The door opened.

“Hello!” answered the man in the Uber. His face made her feel as though something was wrong with him. She ran out of the car with her sister, Tina. They saw a monster staring at them.

The monster started following them into the room. There was a ding, and something behind the door cried, “Help!” She thought that she was safe, but she did not know what was happening.

They started shuddering when they saw the monster standing in front of the house.