One typical Autumn twilight, I woke up to prepare for my tedious school on the other side of the deepest darkest dimmest forest in the whole land. I brushed my teeth; went downstairs for breakfast. It was porridge. The time to set off neared me. Strolling on the street. I observed. It was time to ramble through my nightmare. I had to get on with it. Hours after hours. I was only in the centre of the forest. I was alone or was I? But as the trees rustled my hopes shattered. Out burst a dragon. It spoke in rage!

Autumn Astonishment by Sachien Krishna Gearies primary School