Walk Of Death

• Chelsea Bridge, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2007

The grass is dead, my feet are starting to blister, and I don’t know were I am, I scream out loud, help, help, I think I am going crazy. I just say to my self it’s just a dream, it’s just a dream. Then in the distance I see a girl in the distance she looked exactly like me. Suddenly I fall and fall. I landed with a thump. Now I am too afraid to open my eyes where would I be I think to my self. I decide to take a quick peek. I see nothing pitch black. I close my eyes again now say to my self, I am just dreaming, I am just dreaming. I open my eyes it is pick black. I decide to stand up and conquer my fears that are about to happen. I stand up take one step. Nothing happened, I take one then two then I start too walk. In the distance I see a light I star staggering to the light. It gets brighter and brighter then suddenly I am out. All I can see is a water fall, green grass, and bushes with some kind of berry. I rush over to the water; my dry mouth is soothed by the cool and fresh water going down my throat. I rush over too the bushes my hungry tummy is grumbling until I eat the berry. It was blue berry. Oh how delis hose. I settle down under a tree to rest. I wake up and hear a distance scream. It came from East West. I start to head to the scream. I climbed the mountain once reached the top I could see a girl that looked just like me. She started to say something then, suddenly she fell screaming. I look down nothing. Then I just realized that this was a replay of what happed about an hour a go. In five minutes I was woken up by my mum, I was so glade to see her again I thought I was going to die.