Week 11 - The Book by Ryan

The page opens, a grassy field appears. A young boy, flying a kite runs in.

A dim light sinks over the horizon, making the book look as if it is being lit by a torch. The grass begins to spill over the edge, the pages curling over. The clouds that once covered the sky above are beginning to thin.

The grass clumps up, becoming bushes, trees.

A chill wind sweeps over picking up anything loose. The wind pulls the kite up into the air, taking the boy with it. You can’t take it anymore, you close the book. You have just read The Book.

By Ryan B