the room was alight all i could see was orange. the haeat burned. but there was no panic in the air. everyone in the room was standing there in silence. no one knew what to do. something had to happen.
i woke up wishing in hadn't, as i was being shouted at by my mum "i know what you did!" the ghost said. was i still dreaming? my mum was dead. i closed my eyes, and rubbed my eye lids. when i opened my eyes she was gone.
i fell downstairs. knowing i was as white as a sheet.
"you alright ?" my dad (john) asked
"yeah yeah i'm fine." i just about managed to say
"iv'e got to go to work now. bye darling." he kissed my forehead and left. i drank and ate, then left for school in battered old volvo. school was ok. i got the usual names, emo, slut, fatso. i had got used to them by now. at lunch i sat in the libary and read, like i normally did.
"hey emo!" david king wispered to me. at first i ignored him. "hey emo!!!" he shouted at the top of his vioce he got sent out of the libary. i snigered and got sent out as well.
"i only laughted." i moaned
fith period was the worst. the taunghts were always bad in math. i had finished the work i asked if i could go to the nurse. he was a bit reluctant but agreed in the end.
i legged it out of school. i ran to my car, and sped home. getting caught by the police and fined, it was only £50.
tuna pasta for tea it was not the best.
the fire raged on. i ran into a coridor made of trees there were thousands of them frozen people. like time had stopped. sudenly a figure move. i screamed.
i woke up sweating. "are you ok darling.2 my dads soft voice asked "i i i'm fine i." strugled to speek.
"you go back to bed. it's three in the morning. sweet dreams." my dad left the room. i knew i wouldn't be able to go back to bed. so i turned on my laptop and checked my email. 3 from the social worker.
are you ok, you haven't been contacting me latly. please reply
i ignored the other two. on saturday i went to the cinema seeing one of the crapest movie i have ever seen.
more is comeing.......