Dictogloss

Wham the door slams behind me as  I fall into the house.The whooshing of the wind can be heard through the walls. Clink! Clink! Clink! Hail begins to fall against the windows  making my head spin. If only I wasn’t home alone . Crash! Hello? Is anyone there? I call into the darkness. When all of a sudden, Mum’s spotted cat comes tearing across the kitchen floor into my arms. Purr.Purr.I’m glad someone is home to great me.