Lachlan Connan, Grade 7, Thornlie Christian College
The nights were mystical, in the season of frost. It seemed to get darker, darker, darker as the year moved on. Everyone looked more scary and evil every minute. It felt as if the Earth was dead. The Darkness was coming.
The months moved by. The Earth began to die, slowly, painfully. The evil began to rise as their power increased. I had to hide.
From that day, I ran through the darkness and never stopped, because I knew, that if I stopped, I would surely die.