Youngsters’ Forum

Saturday Morning

December 21st, 2007

It was Saturday morning. It was sunny day outside. My mum told to go to the shop, to buy some fruits. When I went outside, my neighbour was there. His name was Mr Stephen.  Mr Stephen told me something but I wasn’t listening. So I just past him and went to the shop.  Next day I woke up and I saw dark day in my window. It was really dark like at night, but at night it was sunny. My room was a pink colour but now it’s black. My clothes were in black colour. There were no people outside. I had a big room, but now it was smaller and smaller. I went downstairs. I asked my mum what was wrong, but she didn’t anwser…She was just standing. I was so scared of it, because everithing was getting smaller and everything was getting in black colour. I went to my mum’s and dad’s room, to see if something was changing. There was  a smell like a fire. Alarm was ringing. I started screaming and then I fell asleep. It was th next day -morning. Woke up and the first thing I did, i just looked at the walls. My room was pink, outside it was a sunny day. I ran downstairs to see if my mum was there.  I asked my mum ‘ What’s wrong with everything? Where’s fire, where’s black colours on the walls’? And then my mum said ‘ Are ok’? What’s wrong with you?’

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