Mila's Writing

Week 24  (Alcatraz Photo)

                        A New Prisoner

The sound of the cell doors opening and the screams told me everything I needed to know. A new prisoner had come.

That night as I lay on my rat-infested mattress I whispered to the cell next to me, “Why are you here?”

I waited for a reply, and then I heard, ‘I don’t know’.

“You want to escape, don’t you?”

‘If I could then I would have already!”

We were both silent for a moment. The rest of the night we made up a plan.

The next day we made our escape.

Well, one of us made it.

Week 22 - violin, yellow, eaten, swept, airplane

The Man In The Moon

I picked up the violin knowing the next hour would be the slowest hour of my life.

The floor was grey which was unusual because it’s usually  brown. I put my finger on the ground. Dust. That isn’t unusual because everywheres covered with dust. I grabbed the broom and swept the floor.

I sprinted out of the house into the yellow car, I couldn’t sit down because of the luggage that was next to me.

The airplane  took off into the sky with me onboard. The man next to me had a half eaten apple and a book called

The Man In The Moon. I said hi and he grunted back in reply;  too involved in his book to answer.

by Mila

Week 17…...Stairway to the sky

The mystery at the beach

The last thing I remember was crashing onto the ground of a cold stone floor.

My friend and I were playing in the water when all of a sudden the sun stopped shining for a second and then snapped back into action. When I could see again, my friend was not there. I felt around in the water but she had vanished. A soft voice was calling my name, and then all of a sudden, as if out of nowhere, a glistening gold staircase appeared in front of me. The voice was calling for me to climb up the staircase. I felt strange and I actually obeyed the voice and climbed up the staircase.

That’s when everything went black.

By Mila