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I am a student at Tawa Intermediate School in Wellington, New Zealand. I am in Room 15 and a member of the amazing Huia Syndicate. My teacher is Stephanie Thompson.

Sunday, 24 March 2013

Shark

The sun shone bright on my face like a warm oven turning my skin red like a firetruck.
My feet twiddled with the sand as i look out to the sea
The sand is warm and soft the tiny flicks move around my feet
My brother comes up and flicks some sand off i flick it of my wet body annoyed.
"Hows the water" i ask he slowly sits down next to me and digs his feet into the sand "fine"
he replies carelessly.We sit there silent staring at the waves breaking on the beach.I hear a shrill scream from somewhere in the water i quickly stop dazing at the waves and focus on the lady. She has a red swim suit and bright blond hair that shines in the sun. I see a grey Finn in the water screeching her most of the beach has realised whats happening. SHARK SHARK screams some people on the beach. The lady makes a move to jump over the shark.It take a bite at her foot but luckily  it misses the lady spirits to shore the shark swims away.


Sunday, 17 March 2013

Cancer

Water drops rushed down my face speeding towards my chin
I feel my stomach turn into light butterflies
I think about the future.
The future that would make me sad.
The future that would end my dad
Even if its a long time away it still scares me more than ever
I feel lonely here, being lonely seems to comfort me, away with my thoughts.
I can hear my brother in the next room my mum talking to him.
Trying to comfort him telling him everything is going to be fine
But the truth was it would be.
Life would work out. I just keep telling myself that
8 years is ages and I need to love that 8 years with him
I still get sad thinking about the part of the future
I hate having to people about it so I don't.
Now I think about it
Its doesn't seem bad.
It just reminds me how lucky I am to have him.
I will be around 20 when the cancer should get big enough to .....
I love you dad!




Sunday, 10 March 2013

Christmas Day

I stretch my arms why'd like a bear hug for thin air
I quickly put on my slippers and rush down stairs
My face rushes with redness like a apple as the excitement of Christmas day gets me
I see the big tree in the lounge the smell makes me happy like having a lollipop
I can see my brother has already opened most of his presents
I love Christmas day like i love chocolate