You may think you can only live once but in this dream I figure that you live twice.
All this time we have been held back by some kind of limits but you will notice that
we are being lied to. We have creative minds that’s why I have decided to tell my
dream.
I started my day like any other normal 11 year old does, got told to get out of bed by
your mother or father which none of us like to do. But it helps us. I had a shower got
dressed and went to school. Arrived at school like I do everyday, learnt everything
that I already knew. Dont forget this is a dream. I had a normal day at school. But as
I arrived at home there. Well I had that feeling you get when you think someone’s
watching you. When your hairs stand up you just want to hide. But the odd thing is
that I didnt want to hide. I felt warm inside like I was being hugged. I called mum in
to ask her if she felt the same. But she didnt say a word to me.
She shed a tear or two and then she had to leave. I had to pack my bags so I didn’t
have time to ask her why she felt like that. I was packing my bags to have a
sleepover with my friend, lets change his name to Jason. Also lets change my mums
name to Jo. So I arrived at Jasons house for the sleepover we did everything normal
kids would do at a sleepover. Went for a swim, stayed up late. You know what you
would of done right but I had to leave the next morning with my stomach filled with
pancakes. I didn’t want to leave at this time because I just woke up and this place
made me feel like I was welcome here to roam.
But eventully had to leave I went home being annoyed with my mum. I hoped that I
would be invited to his birthday soon, well I know I will be invited because I am his
best friend which I am happy to be. But we fight like normal people. But I wont get
into that right now.
So I arrived home with my hair messy, my dirty clothes on and I was tired but
couldn’t go to sleep because it was the middle of the day. I had a shower and after
that I had to comb my hair. As I looked in the mirror I didnt see myself at all. Just
saw my dad, he looked as sad as he did when he was in hospital. He was looking and
mumbling under his breath. All I could understand is you will join me in another
world.
By the time you have been reading this it is 500 words.
My mother was crying because I died.
By Toby Stiff
All this time we have been held back by some kind of limits but you will notice that
we are being lied to. We have creative minds that’s why I have decided to tell my
dream.
I started my day like any other normal 11 year old does, got told to get out of bed by
your mother or father which none of us like to do. But it helps us. I had a shower got
dressed and went to school. Arrived at school like I do everyday, learnt everything
that I already knew. Dont forget this is a dream. I had a normal day at school. But as
I arrived at home there. Well I had that feeling you get when you think someone’s
watching you. When your hairs stand up you just want to hide. But the odd thing is
that I didnt want to hide. I felt warm inside like I was being hugged. I called mum in
to ask her if she felt the same. But she didnt say a word to me.
She shed a tear or two and then she had to leave. I had to pack my bags so I didn’t
have time to ask her why she felt like that. I was packing my bags to have a
sleepover with my friend, lets change his name to Jason. Also lets change my mums
name to Jo. So I arrived at Jasons house for the sleepover we did everything normal
kids would do at a sleepover. Went for a swim, stayed up late. You know what you
would of done right but I had to leave the next morning with my stomach filled with
pancakes. I didn’t want to leave at this time because I just woke up and this place
made me feel like I was welcome here to roam.
But eventully had to leave I went home being annoyed with my mum. I hoped that I
would be invited to his birthday soon, well I know I will be invited because I am his
best friend which I am happy to be. But we fight like normal people. But I wont get
into that right now.
So I arrived home with my hair messy, my dirty clothes on and I was tired but
couldn’t go to sleep because it was the middle of the day. I had a shower and after
that I had to comb my hair. As I looked in the mirror I didnt see myself at all. Just
saw my dad, he looked as sad as he did when he was in hospital. He was looking and
mumbling under his breath. All I could understand is you will join me in another
world.
By the time you have been reading this it is 500 words.
My mother was crying because I died.
By Toby Stiff