A mysterious tale...

The Waiting!

As life went floating by, Danielle stayed cool and collected. No matter how long she waited she would still stay a pretty and popular girl. Danielle lay in the field with a glistening golden dress twinkling in the blinding sun beams. She looked at her pearly white watch. Danielle had been waiting there since 4:30pm waiting for him, bearing in mind that was the time they agreed to meet. She had been waiting there for 20 minutes; however she had not one idea of why she was still waiting.

Just as she stood up, to leave, a black shadow came striding towards her. Danielle took off her glamorous designer 4 inch heels and started to sprint heading for him. Thinking it was him. But was it him? “Lucas, you’re here you’ve made it!” she yelled. When she was about 5 yards away from him. She stopped…

Her eyes flickered around the open field almost asking for help. Would there be any help? Where is help? What has he been watching her the entire time? She cautiously took a step back, thinking she would be safe, but unfortunately she was wrong. As quick as a lightning bolt he reached into his pocket and pulled out a fully loaded pistol and pointed it right to her picture perfect face. She told people she never cried, well that’s not true. A crystal clear tear went smoothly crawling down her face.

Her arms were flung up into the air, feeling threatened. She started to inhale the fine air, which had changed from summery beach air to the freezing cold devil’s pit, like her mum used to talk about. As two lonely creeping tears tamely crawled down her face, thousands more followed. A black cloud of sins covered the icy sharp sky. She gasped for breath as the gun came closer and closer to her head. Then it stopped as it just lightly tapped her frail face. She gulped. Just then she realized the bug repellent she had tucked away in her hand bag. Without warning, she delicately pulled it out of her hand bag. Then pressed the buzzer and sprayed it into his eyes.

“Danielle!” Lucas came running towards her. She pulled the trigger of the gun. And the bullet went right through the black figure. She felt proud, that she had saved herself rather than being the damsel in distress!   

Lucas picked up the tortured young girl and carried her through the meadow, nevertheless she would always have the memories of her bravery.

By Lucy (Yr6)