Bree sat in her bed as a prisoner thinking about what she should do with herself. As well she was listening to her only friend, the clock. She could hear the tick tock tick tock sound of the clock on the outside of the tower. A few minuets later she was practising her tightrope walking on the end of her wooden bed. Tightrope walking had always been the tradition in her family and she carried it on. Suddenly, there was a loud Click and a loud Creak as the guards pushed open the heavy, metal door. Quickly, Bree jumped of the end of the bed, sat on the bed and pretended to look like she was sorry for herself. When the guards had opened the door, they put in a bowl of porridge, a spoon and a glass of water. As soon as they had closed the door Bree gobbled down the porridge and drank the water.
The next day when Bree got up, the first thing she did was practise her tightrope walking. After she had done enough of tightrope walking she sat down on her bed. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw a rope behind a chest. As quick as flash she jumped of her bed and ran over to the chest. With all her strength she slowly moved the heavy chest and could now just squeeze her hand behind the chest to grab the rope. When she looked out of the window to think a brilliant idea popped into her head! In the next minute she had tied a secure knot to the metal nail by the window. Then she through the rope to the tower next to the one she was escaping from. She packed all her precious things into a little rucksack and she was ready to go! Carefully, Bree climbed onto the window sill and then she took one step forward onto the rope!
Right now if you looked out of your window you would see a little girl tightrope walking across an ordinary rope. Bree had nearly got to the end of the rope when she suddenly slipped! Her weak hand just caught the rope in time. Using all of her power left Bree pulled herself back onto the rope. When she was fully standing on the rope she walked the last few steps to the other tower. Then she climbed down the tower onto a little bridge. When Bree had her breath back she ran to the other side of the bridge. Then she suddenly heard a loud Click and a loud Creak. She didn’t even have to turn around she already knew that sound. Quickly, she ran for her life down a sandy path. Close behind her she could hear the noise of the horse hooves crashing on the path. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought that she was going to have a heart attack! Bree didn’t dare to turn around, if she did she would be dead. There was a little tree (that looked like a Christmas tree) that was just to her right. She took a sharp right turn and climbed up the prickly tree. The guards on horseback thundered past her. She felt like there was a sudden earthquake as they went past.
When Bree had calmed down after all of the excitement she climbed down the prickly tree. Instead of running away Bree went back into the castle (the guards had left the door open). Bree held her breath as she entered the castle. A passage near the front door led her to an office. She checked if there was anybody watching her and there wasn’t, she carried on. There were to may files, folders and papers she didn’t know were to look first! Finally, she chose the nearest file to her.
After looking at papers for over fifteen minuets Bree knew the whole story. Her dad was the King of the castle. He had been keeping his ex-wife and daughter locked up in different places. Bree ran as fast as she could and ran up the stairs to the other tower. When she got to the other tower she unlocked all of the bolts and ran into the room. There sitting on the bed was a sad looking lady. When Bree ran into the room her Mum’s frown turned into a smile. “Bree!” shouted her Mum (Julia). “Mum!” shouted Bree. Bree ran into her Mum’s arms. Before anyone could speak there was a big bang as the guards shut the front door. “Oh no, the guards are back,” said Bree. They jumped off the bed and ran down some random stairs.
When Bree and Julia got to the end of the stair case they noticed that the stairs led them to a hidden harbour. There was one boat tied to a mooring ring. ” Quick over there!” shouted Bree. They both ran over to the boat and leapt into it. They undid the knots as fast as they could. As they were untying the knots a guard came rushing down the stairs. When they finished undoing the last one the guard grabbed the rope! Bree turned on the engine and the little boat edged away from the harbour. Of course the guard was still pulling on the rope and stopping Bree and Julia from escaping. Suddenly, the guard slipped and fell into the water releasing the rope from his hand! Then Bree and her Mum were free forever!