It felt like I was riding a tiger in the middle of the jungle.
“Dad, you need to slow down. You’re going 40 miles per hour in a 25 speed limit zone.”
“Don’t tell me how to drive Sarah; I don’t need a 10 yr old girl’s advice.” My dad said sternly I knew he was thinking some of my advice was good just he didn’t want to admit it. Suddenly, I heard the Police’s siren and I knew they were coming for us, and that’s when I saw them coming right behind us. My Dad didn’t stop he kept on going, he thought he could get away from the cops well let me tell you something he’s crazy!
“Dad pull over your going to get a big ticket if don’t.” I yelled so he could hear me.
Actually I was amazed what he did he pulled over. “Thank you.” I whispered. The police pulled over too, got out of the car and started talking about how you can’t go that fast and you have a kid in the car! I had enough action for one day. The police gave my dad a ticket. “Can we go home now?” I asked. “Sure Kiddo.” He answered
We drove the speed limit the rest of the way home. When we pulled up to our house, I noticed the green house was missing!! It was my favorite place to be. I would watch the turtles glide across the water and the butterflies landing upon each flower drinking the nectar. Now everything had disappeared. I walked inside my house almost crying but trying to hold back my tears. Why had everything happen to me? Was this what I deserved? Those were the questions that rushed around my head every second. Now it was time to go to bed. Next day, I would have to go to a place I hated most school.
“Morning Sunshine” My mother smiled “Good morning” I replied. My mom had cooked me my favorite break feast. Nice crispy toast, scrambled eggs and sausages. After, I finished my break feast I had put on my clothes; a white top and jeans. My mom had driven me to
They were aggressive, and would say rude comments. They were bullies.
When they talked to me I thought they hissed like cats that were angry.
It felt like they were 10 of them but there were only 2. I almost fainted when they had come near me!
The day had passed quickly and I was walking home from school. When I got to my house it was kind of dark but you could still find your way through. My mom had made a cake; it tasted tart, and was as hard as a rock. I finished my book and headed to bed. I dreamed about everything bad that happened to me, and wondered if anything good was going to happen. That’s when I realized everything wasn’t as bad as I thought because people in other parts of the world had died or are dying of starvation and have no where to sleep. I had it good at my house a nice bed, and good food except when my mother bakes cake. I shouldn’t take anything for granted.
-THE END-
-By
Age 11
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