A bad dream

This morning, when I opened the curtains the sky was green. My mouth fell open. My friend Danny and I had planned a picnic by the river. I rang Danny but the voice that answered sounded nothing like him. I was horrified. I sprinted to his home. I rang the door bell, and some open the door, the someone was not Danny or his parents. “Who are you?” I cried. “I am…Penny Sweet. Who are you?” Penny Sweet asked kindly. She was old, short, polite, smiling, chubby, friendly and she looked dull too. I thought. You can hear these weird sounds from her house; you could hear some screaming, squealing and deafening noises. 0
Short Story

Bad Dream
Jasemin Selimovska, Grade 6 Short Story 2010
This morning, when I opened the curtains the sky was green. My mouth fell open. My friend Danny and I had planned a picnic by the river. I rang Danny but the voice that answered sounded nothing like him. I was horrified. I sprinted to his home. I rang the door bell, and some open the door, the someone was not Danny or his parents. “Who are you?” I cried. “I am…Penny Sweet. Who are you?” Penny Sweet asked kindly. She was old, short, polite, smiling, chubby, friendly and she looked dull too. I thought. You can hear these weird sounds from her house; you could hear some screaming, squealing and deafening noises. “My name is ben .Before I finished my sentence I ran off. I was feeling outraged as I ran off. You can obviously tell I was confused. When I arrived at my house .I ran to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. My face was different. I had black eyes and darker skin. I look like Micheal Jackson” I yelled amazed. I walked slowly downstairs while thinking about the green sky. I started studying about the green sky. I went to the library and found some books on the earth. I researched about the sky and colours it could be come. When unexpectedly I heard a whispering of a voice just like my mothers saying, Wake up, Come on, get up, we need to go out to go shopping!” Suddenly I open my eyes and found out it was a nightmare.