The sound of the wood pecking startled me. As I tiptoed to the window, the sound became louder and louder. When I peered over the window, I saw the lucious read flowers and white feathers. Seeing that, I thought it was a wrongly killed women. As I mustered my courage, I peered out again, to my horror, it disappeared. Just as I felt the wind blew, it turned my head and saw the ‘ghost’. To my surprise, it was just Miss Betty the Woodpecker.
By Jia Tong