I lifted my skirts and ran. My bare feet slapped the cold, hard earth. I turned around, saw the torches, the light a fury. I heard their screaming voice, screaming faces. I looked back ahead of me. They already had Gabriel, they weren't getting me. I looked too late....I tripped..and I landed on my face in the grass wet with dew. Then, I awoke.1
I woke to the sunlight peeking through my open window..gasping for breath. Gabriel was standing over me. " Jemmie...Jemmy! You up? " I used my hand and swatted him away, turning over on my back. " Did it look like I was up? " I asked him sharply. She stared into my eyes, her own blue ones unblinking. " You had the dream..." he muttered softly. I clasped my hand to his mouth. " Yes I did, but don't you dare tell mumma. " I moved my hand. " Now, you march your skinny twelve year old self out so I can get dressed for Church. " 2
( to be continued )3
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You are off to a good start with this piece. I hope you continue.
There are some spelling and stuff, but there always is and it didn't take away from the story at all.
Well done.
John
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