100 word challenge:
The old wooden barn, haven't been there in years.Today mum asks me to go get some hay from the barn.I grab my coat and head out to the paddock with the barn. The clouds cover over the moon,it starts to get dark. But I continue on my way to the barn. When I get there the winds howling. The old wooden windmill slowly turning in the wind. It still works I think in surprise. The old wooden door creeks as I turn the old rusty door handle. I peer around the corner… I BOLT!!!
