But it was the Wrong Colour! By Hannah

As I walk slowly into the ancient precarious bathroom I see 

slimy old ruined toothbrushes staring at me.

 Tilted sideways in a cracked brown cup, the toothbrushes 

waited to be used. I grab an old worn, broken bristle, faded 

toothbrush. Smothering it with crystal clear minty toothpaste. 

I wondered if this is my toothbrush. It was mine but it was 

the wrong colour. 

My first thought was “omg noooo!!” It was my brothers old 

slimy germ filled toothbrush. I instantly throw it away swiftly 

in the rubbish and wash my contaminated hands. 

I never wanna do that again.

By Hannah