My football team had their game today. As a sucky goalie, I did my favourite thing. Skip around the goal post singing Barbie Girl. But as soon as I heard the sound of my father’s disappointed voice yell, “James! Focus! The ball’s coming!”, I stopped twirling around. I stopped singing Barbie Girl. And I actually saved the ball. I didn’t do any dives up or down to snag the ball. Let’s just say I have a strong gut.
Then because I saved the ball and my team won, I got to keep the ball. I played it with my dad at the forest area. Well, not a real forest, but an area with so many trees but not enough to make a proper one. The ball went far away. Dad and I went to find it. We couldn’t find it. We had lost our football, and our courage. It was getting darker. Darkness covering us like a cloak. Suddenly, a snake came. Hissing at us, it’s beady eyes twinkling in the darkness.
END OF MY SHORT STORY! THOUGHT IT WAS REAL? HAHA! WHAT DO YA THINK? BY JAMES. EDITTED/SPELL-CHECKED BY JAMES’ MUM