Go home, stay home

My hands felt rough bark, and I backed to the corner of the corrugated fence. A crunch was heard, I stept on a pile of leaves. Birds chirping was almost drowning out the yells of other kids. The scent of grass wafted around. Classrooms were far away, and so was the noise. Lee-Roy - the tagger - ran past in search of me.

I pressed my hands against the rough surface of the tree. My legs are getting tired, but I'm determined to win. A loud shriek interrupted my thoughts. Someone had been tagged! Lee-Roy is further away now. A few more steps, then I'm going to have to run for it.

I held my breath. Lee-Roy had stopped, and was just about to find me! It was definitely him, with the same dark hair and olive skin. He's yelling, getting tired of looking arund. Finally, my mind said he was far enough away, and I ran to the base. He didn't even see me! "Go home, stay home, one, two, three!" I yelled, gasping for breath. I nearly collapsed, both in tiredness and relief. Emily and Charlene were right behind me, but I'd won!

By Kaitlin

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The whole school field was covered in a white blanket of frost.

Trees were getting wetter and wetter. The sleeping sun was not yet awake, but a fiery, burning glow surrounded it above the treetops. Crunch went the grass underfoot. 

Small, iced flakes lay on the leaves and a blurry mist hovered in the air.

The blue sky had gone, in it's place a dark, burnt fire. The buildings were dim boxes. The great oak was hidden under a thick fog.

Slowly I crept through the mist, ice beneath my feet giving me away.

Exploring, I was, through the cold fog. Beating, my heart was, for fear of hypothermia. Fog was blurring my gaze, frosted leaves drooping with wetness, frozen nests of sleeping birds.

The frost covered grass was white and cold.

How did it get here? Perhaps a giant bird had come and scattered it's white feathers across the ground.

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