My Bad Dreams And Life!

• Danielle Anstis, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2009

It was cold ,dark and the air smelt like death .I’m tied to a chair and I feel like my last breath is coming .I don’t know what to do, what could I do I was tied to a chair with my arm behind me. Then the cold air hit me I feel a chill go down my spine I can hear foot steps. They’re getting closer and closer “hello there” I heard a distant voice say. The voice get closer and now it’s in front of me. It circles around me “wake up” ”wha Amy I was dreaming” yelled Maddie “its 12 pm you have had a big sleep in SO ITS TIME TO GET UP” so they ate there breakfast and got dressed for day “come on girls lets go” yelled their mother.

Amy and her mother were quite the same. They liked everything to go their way. As for maddie she was a free spirited type of girl. She didn’t mind that her stepmother and stepsister were annoying, obnoxious and just plan old weird all that mattered to her was to have her dad which is her actual dad ok Tony. He was the type of guy that just didn’t have a good job and couldn’t pay for anything that’s why he had to married again his previous wife passed away and he has been lonely ever since. That night maddie went to bed at 8 shhhhhhhhhh “what another dream? This time it was like this I’m on a weird pony its sunny warm and I feel like I’m going to hurl there’s ponies everywhere its disgusting. No a unicorn bla can’t you give me a decent dream” “no no and no” said her brain {5 minutes later} maddie woke up to a glorious day she opened the blinds and it was pitch black so she went back to sleep shhhhhhhh “what I’m in a jar and there are my friends “ I shiver with fear “good by maddie “ “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh it was just a dream “mum I want to see a psychiatrist “she seems fine to me just give her one of these each day” said the psychiatrist so she had one each day and felt much better


The end .