The Haunted Trip by Eden

Yesterday, we were on a school tour to a museum that had all parts of history in it. A while after we got there I was tying my shoes and without me, the rest of the class left me not realising I was still there. The room was quite large. It had a domed roof with paintings hung on the walls. In the middle of the room there was a statue of a woman who had real clothes on her. I heard a door creak so I thought it was my friend Tim but it wasn’t so I ran to find the rest of my class.