The baby and me

I ran over to the quicksand I dug and dug I finallyfound it. I was sweating my palms of my hands where sore I couldn’t find the baby.I started to worry all of a sudden the horse kicked. Then a baby was underneaththe ponytrap I picked it up it wasn’t moving I ran to the nearest hospital Iran in screaming HELP they took the babyinto a surgery room I was waiting a hour outside. finally it came out a sleep. Thenext day I was ringing every number that I knew. Finally a number that was theparents of the baby they live at anson road number 39. The house was like an abandonedgarage ,I rang the door bell , suddenly a person came to the door with a blackrobe. Then a black circle circled me, HELP……………..

Editor Jake caruana smith

Author calum mccann