The Day We Lost Our Moon
It seems like yesterday was perfect, our last speck of light glowing in the dark black night sky. I can just imagine it, everyone, out there, in their PJs staring at it, our last moon. Now today every fisherman is poor, starving, cold, and tired.
I feel sorry for my friend Laura whose Mum & Dad are both fishermen. For the last few weeks I have been giving her half my lunch and we have been having lots of sleepovers. Today in about one minute my and I family are walking over to the beach, about one km from here, in fact about 1million years ago, every year the moon would go that distance 1 km from planet earth! We are now walking down to the beach. We live on the hill so I can just make out the beach sand. It is all yellow no other features at the moment. I can see lots of houses with spider webs in and on them because all the fishermen cannot pay the price of owning a house. I am now at the beach. The sand is burning and my feet don’t feel anything sharp because there is not much sea life. And now looking at the sea it is basically all flat and low plus warm. After a long day, I am in bed and the sky is black.
THE END
By Maeve Cleary Room 13
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