The Object… By Darragh

I was so cross that I stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I decided to go for a walk, I had to get away from the scene. As I began to walk down the road, my dad’s car shot past me. Immediately, I rang him to find out what was going on. But he said he didn’t take the car out for a drive. Without thinking, I darted after our bright red car. Not knowing what I was doing, I started shouting after our car. Just then, the figure driving it jumped out and pointed something at me. It took me two seconds to notice what it was…