The Shadow

• Brooke Miall, Grade 8, St Columba Anglican School
• Poetry
• 2013

Excellence Award in the 'Dream Big 2013' competition

The sky suddenly turns black like the dark evil in all of us,
The rain that falls like bullets being fired,
The thunders roar like bombs exploding,
The lightnings bright strikes beaming down on us,
The suns last burst of light shows a ray of hope as it slowly disappears,
The hills and mountains tumble falling from high,
The ground rising up like something below pushing us,
The ocean drains of water slowly as the sea creatures are left to die,
This is the end,
As large fire balls shoot from the sky destroying anything it touches,
Then it stops everything stops its quiet not a sound but the screams of hope for people,
All of a sudden the ground drops we fall hard crashing to the ground most of us dying,
But the people who lived got turned to slaves by a dark shadow in the distance,
Lucky for me I was a survivor but I wasn't going to turn without a fight,
I ran as fast as I could into the bush nothing could stop me I just had to run,
Turning as I ran to see this thing take over the people,
Take over the world one by one killing everything in its path,
I hid in a small mine in the ground scared to death,
Knowing I stayed alive and I was born for a reason
I think I was about to find out what that reason was.