Screams

I wandered lonely as a boy

The forest pink and green

Somebody called my name,

from a loud scream

That’s when I realized it was

It was a gurgling creek.

A high-pitched scream, and

more screams, but

they all sound the same

A shadow staring at me

from an angle.

A scream from me

I had no signal.

I ran to the road.

Where I could get some,

but he already caught me,

so I gave a scream

Then I realized it was all a

dream.

Author: Jeremy Molenaar.

Age: 8years

Class: 3

Student: Vision School, Awoshie-Onyinase Lane 8.