The rigid fence
Stop the car! Skirt! Smash! Silence, it was as dark as midnight their was smoke everywhere I screamed for dad in agonising pain DAD! No response. I tried to get out of my seat, but my knee was cramped between the seat and the glove box. I was terrified, I tried screaming to dad again DAD! I herd a silent voice. It was him, he was still alive. I got unstuck and helped dad out of the car. We looked at what we crashed into. A rigid fence…
Violin…elephant…purple…happy…painted
It was all most touching me, I was trying to work out what is was as I ran like my life depended on It. Past a happy clown that painted purple elephants on a violin, past a whack a mole machine. I cam to a sudden stop, a crowd of people were blocking the path to a circus tent that held my parents.
It was coming closer, I quickly skidded left. I came to a puffing stop. I tilted my head up, “i lost it” I said in relief. My parents came around the corner, I ran to them and hugged them. what a day it was…