Zac+S

The Weeping Devil My street has lots of things, it has a supermarket, a hairdresser, a bank, a school and a church. Occasionally we go to church, but when we do I stay outside and stare at the Devil on top of the church. I call it the Weeping Devil because it has its hands over its eyes. Occasionally it moves from place to place. Like yesterday it was on top of the hairdressers. It sometimes is on top of people’s houses, nobody notices it, they think it’s normal, so did I until you don’t see the family for about a month. Then they come back to their house seeming confused and dazed. Mum and Dad say that they just go on holidays but I think otherwise. Then one day the Devil was on our house, and now I know what happens. By Zac S