The Shooting Star
Adam was standing up, looking at his bedroom window. It was midnight. A shooting star passed by.
“That’s a weird shooting star,” He thought to himself.
A thud was heard from the backyard.
“Wait a minute,”
“DAD!” he said as he ran down the stairs.
“Something landed in the backyard!”
“Okay!” Tim replied. “I see it! Let’s check it out in the morning!”
Smoke rose from the spaceship in their backyard.