I was walking home in the rain, a five mile walk if you were wondering. My backpack weighing 500 pounds. All of a sudden it flow off my one shoulder and into the Monster as everyone calls. It was as tall as the sky maybe even taller. The wind washed over me and the smell of the brick and pine tree conquered my breathing.
Of course I went to grab my bookbag and the tower was screaming for me to go up the stairs. So up I went, the stairs crumbling as I ran up. When I got to the top the wet dirt soaked through my shoes and got my socks soaked.
The upstairs had a bed and one round window. I could hear all the bricks falling and the door creaking back and forth. I was looking around and saw all the broken windows and the smell don’t even let me get going it was the worst. All of a sudden,BOOM out of nowhere.
I ran down the stairs/ fell down. The sound scared me so much. I slammed the door and it fell off. I ran out the door it was freezing, I ran all the way home.