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I will improve my writing for my final paragraph by:

Describing Sam’s feelings.

Not to repeat word over and over again.

Get straight to the point.

Nothing.It had gone. But where had it gone?The staircase creaked as she made her way to the last step. The noise maker had started panting. Sam couldnn’t see anything through the blanket of darkness sorrounding her. She wiped her brow. The unknown had gone and they was a loud rattling noise in the kitchen. What should she do? What if it came upstairs and went into her bedroom? She couldn’t just leave, could she…?

A loud creak echoed around the silent house as Sam placed her foot on the invisible top step. She jumped, frightened of the unknown noise once again. She reached out for the banister in the dark of the night. The noise was still making its dreadful wailing sound making Sam terrified but also curious. What was making that noise and why was it doing that? She scuttled along the banister like a startled hamster, the cold wooden floorboards cooling her feet like a freezer. She shivered in the stillness. The noise was getting closer. Its warm breath tickled her face but she didn’t laugh. She turned around to see… 

Sam hesitated at the top of the stairs, blinking sleepily in the darkness. The blackness below was absolute, there was no light at all. The light switch was out of reach, way back across the landing. There was the noise again. The rest of the house was silent. What was it?