Lacy leaned on the dirty window of the van, her mane of dark hair covering her face. She sighed, five hours to wait here, five hours to put up with the screams and cries of her siblings. The old van started up, and traveled down the gravel path and out onto the jagged road. Before long, sweat started to gather on Lacy's forehead, and with the air conditioner broken and the windows sealed shut, she knew there was nothing to do. Suddenly Lacy was thrown forward, the van shuddered violently. Lacy screamed, she was stuck in the middle of nowhere.
By Kaitlyn
exiting from teatarangi broadgreen intermediate
ReplyDeleteI love your title! I couldn't stop reading it. Maybe you could make' Lacy screamed.' into a sort sentience and the make' She was stuck in the middle of nowhere. ' into another short sentience. Great story though!
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