DARK CITY
Dark City!
The ice cold breeze gushed into my face one more time blowing my hair around as furious as a lion pounds, at the same time tears stumbled and tossed down my face leaving glossy lines that looked twisted when I walked under an orange glowing street light.
The dark midnight sky covered the misty air quicker than we expected leaving us lost in the middle of New York with only the sparkling full moon and orange street lights to lead us around hoping we can find somewhere where we recognise.
I and Rosie walked past all the closed shops pointing at our favourite ones, and commenting on the others, it’s a new world to us, not like at home!
I can smell fish and chips from the boxes thrown randomly on the floor, it makes my tummy rumble. Rosie is a pescitarian so she doesn’t eat fish, so this smells which is amazing to me and horrible to her.
I can hear Rosie mumbling about wanting to go home, and my name being repeated like it’s my fault we got lost! The distant trees blow and howl in the gale like wolves.
SUDDENLY a flock of birds rush out angrily from the trees making us shake and quiver.
Rosie jumped on my back in fright, making me trip and scream. We both laughed then huddled for warmness after.
We came across a phone box, and started scrambling in our handbags for loose change spilling the contents of our bags all over the dirty ground.
Eventually we managed to collect enough money to try call our parents who were at home in a warm cosy snuggly house!
“Is it ringing?” I whispered, to Rosie whilst she was ringing her parents
“Yes, I hope they answer!” Rosie said with a hopeful voice
Rosie started crying and whispered “the phone number isn’t working”
“I will try my parents if we can find enough money to pay for it.”
We ran off looking for loose change around the streets, but unfortunately we didn’t find any, only an extremely shiny pound (that look which it was new from a bank) which won’t be useful in New York.
We’re going to have sleep in
The ice cold breeze gushed into my face one more time blowing my hair around as furious as a lion pounds, at the same time tears stumbled and tossed down my face leaving glossy lines that looked twisted when I walked under an orange glowing street light.
The dark midnight sky covered the misty air quicker than we expected leaving us lost in the middle of New York with only the sparkling full moon and orange street lights to lead us around hoping we can find somewhere where we recognise.
I and Rosie walked past all the closed shops pointing at our favourite ones, and commenting on the others, it’s a new world to us, not like at home!
I can smell fish and chips from the boxes thrown randomly on the floor, it makes my tummy rumble. Rosie is a pescitarian so she doesn’t eat fish, so this smells which is amazing to me and horrible to her.
I can hear Rosie mumbling about wanting to go home, and my name being repeated like it’s my fault we got lost! The distant trees blow and howl in the gale like wolves.
SUDDENLY a flock of birds rush out angrily from the trees making us shake and quiver.
Rosie jumped on my back in fright, making me trip and scream. We both laughed then huddled for warmness after.
We came across a phone box, and started scrambling in our handbags for loose change spilling the contents of our bags all over the dirty ground.
Eventually we managed to collect enough money to try call our parents who were at home in a warm cosy snuggly house!
“Is it ringing?” I whispered, to Rosie whilst she was ringing her parents
“Yes, I hope they answer!” Rosie said with a hopeful voice
Rosie started crying and whispered “the phone number isn’t working”
“I will try my parents if we can find enough money to pay for it.”
We ran off looking for loose change around the streets, but unfortunately we didn’t find any, only an extremely shiny pound (that look which it was new from a bank) which won’t be useful in New York.
We’re going to have sleep in