By Dante
(written when he was 10)
A tiny voice asked, “Could he be the one?”
“Huh?” Archie asked as he awoke. But all he saw was the sun staring back at him. It was a Sunday; he had to go to church. As they were sitting in the car, they were all focused on getting there, all but Archie. He was dozing off. Then a gigantic truck was hurdling toward them. He didn’t do anything because he was dozed off, his little sister was just a baby, but his parents just weren’t doing anything. The truck just kept coming closer and closer and BAM the car was smashed and he was awakened.
When he opened his eyes it was all black. “Oh no, I’m blind!
A voice echoed saying “CANNON BOY WILL BLAST OFF IN 30 SECONDS!!”
“A circus? I’m blind and they took me to a circus?” He seemed to be in a tunnel. There was a light at the end. “I’m dead? Oh, no! Well I might as well go to heaven.” He crawled toward the light, “5,” he kept crawling. “1” he was almost there. He then went flying. He was getting closer to a wall. He went bursting through that wall. Hurdling toward the ground.
“AH, AH, AH,” he yelped. He went into the door. He reached for the knob, grasped it, and then fell to
the ground screaming. “AAAHHH.” His hand was burnt to a crisp. An object came busting through the wall. A man came busting through, picked him up and said, “I’m gonna get you out.” He ran outside. The whole house was burning in the presence of burning fire. The man fell through the floor. Archie was just sitting there, waiting.
He woke up in a train. It was empty. He went to the next car. Still no one. Then the next, no one. He could see people in the next. He opened the door and fell out of the train.
A tiny voice asked, “Could he be the one?” He woke up in the hospital, his family surrounding him, looking so relieved. Then the dr. said “you were in some coma, boy.” On the car ride home, Archie was dozing off. A huge truck came hurdling toward them. He was asleep, his sister was just a baby, and his parents didn’t do anything.”
copyright 2007
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