Hi! My name is Mariam and I am from England. I have a great memory. When I remember it, I always laugh but at the time I lived it, it was so scary that I was screaming. Let me tell you.  When I was 5 years old, I usually went to my aunt. She has got 3 sons. Mike was 12, John was 10 and Jake was 8. I played with Jake because the others were so big. Mike was so humorous but John was a joker. Sometimes John's jokes were so scary.

One day I was at their house. My aunt came and said ''I am going shopping. Who wants to come with me?'' and John said ''Me''. When they were at the shopping centre, I played with Jake as usual. At 10 o'clock, they came with a big bag. I asked John ''What is this? '' He said ''Nothing'' But it can't be nothing it was so big. And my aunt said ''Go to bed. It’s time to sleep.'' I went to my bed and I slept. While I was sleeping, I heard someone snoring. I jumped on my feet on the floor and I felt something. And I looked. It was a monster’s hand and I screamed. I closed my eyes and ears. I was screaming and screaming and screaming. My aunt came and I was still screaming. She said ''What's happening?'' and John came out from under my bed. When I saw him I saw so angry. After that day, he did everything he could to make me forgive him. Because, I couldn’t sleep alone until I was ten years old. Now I am 30 years old but sometimes I am still scared at nights. Some jokes are really bad and influence all your life. By Fatma Zehra ARMAĞAN-7th HUNTERS