Unwanted visiters

Unwanted Visitors by Novah Durham

The trolls head booms with wrinkles,  as if he was a mouldy chunk of wood.

The troll had a evergreen tree planted on his old bold head.

He wore greasy, baggy clothes.

His nose as big as 1m cucumbers.

His eyes teary tired and droopy as ever.

His arms directly joined to his skull.

His  sad sloppy feet tell him he needs to go home to his giant tree, so he drags his green feet across the beautiful amber meadow, (unfortunately in a miller second half of the meadow turns olive and gruesome which makes the monster even more sad.) oh how will I make a  friend, he wonders. The next day ( actually not the next day, it was the next day but another year, this tree troll needs a alarm clock.) the monster falls out of bed like always & bonks his head on a tree. “ wah” he cries waiting hopefully for a kind reply. He's been trying this ever since he was born, it never happens. The dinosaurs didn’t help the cavemen didn’t help, but today he hears a knock at his door. “Ahhhhhhhhhh intruder.” he gulps. “ no ugly troll settle down I am called a human my name is co co are you ok.” a girl from behind the door says.“ coo coo oh that's a crazy name my name is relf I am a troll.”

“I would like to help let me in we will be friends.” she said

“ a friend oh I will certainly let you in.”

So the two talked and talked until midnight. & the troll never cried again.