Ella Anderson
Living somewhere where there is no sunshine is not fun at all. Just the dark gloomy sky, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have sun. Oh I just remembered, my name is Ella Anderson and I am 17, Just thought you would want to know. Now where was I, yes I was talking about how dark it is here. We don’t get very much sun down here. We don’t get sun at all, so I have decided to climb up the tallest tree I can find to see what’s up there, smart I know.
I’ve now reached the hard part. The first 3rd of the tree wasn’t that hard. Now I’m on the hard poky part, I think this was a bad idea. I think I’m stuck. I'm scared it high up here, I started yelling for help. ” help me” I can feel my hand burn as I wait for help. “Hey, are you okay up there” I hear someone yell. “obviously not if I’m yelling for help” I feel the need to let go so I do. I feel as my soul just left as I am free-falling, everything is going by so slow. Then I hit something. Am I dead yet, I feel someone or something shaking me? “Wake up wake up wake up” I feel a hand brush into my side which made me laugh.
“Your wake I thought you died”, ” nope still here” I get out of the mystery person arms. “what’s your name I asked” ” Sasha” he replied ” and you” ” well I can’t tell you my name” “why”, ” because you’re a stranger” ” I don’t have to be”.
