Life without trees

Beneath the shady tree

Who likes to lie with me

With my foot stomping on the ground

And my head in the sky

While the tall tree watches the clouds go by

I realised what is it like without trees

Standing still thinking about the question

Over and over again

Without a tree there's no shade to rest our tired heads

Closing my eyes scared to think if this world had no trees

They will be no fruits, fruits sweeter than a chocolate bar

Without a tree there will be nothing

To protect us from the noise nearby.

My Creative Writing

On Friday the 25th of December 1978 i was going into the train to go to America, with my friends. while i was brushing my hair i could hear people crying like a baby and screaming, so i look outside and i saw a huge cap in the front.

So i jumped out of the train and i saw a pony flying past so i try to fly to where the pony was. But i was so tired to fly all the way to where the pony was, but i tried and tried but then i couldn't hold my breath, so i shouted to everybody and “ said good bye everybody”. So then i died and that was it for me.

I felt really sad that i had to die, i thought that maybe i will survive but i didn’t.