Tuesday, October 28, 2003
Cutting through the graveyard on the way home after a school dance, my friend tried to scare me with a stupid costume. It didn't work. I just kept walking and so he caught up to me to say he was sorry. We were walking home together when all of a sudden something grabbed us! We screamed and kicked and tried to get away but nothing worked.
Then my friend was pulled under the ground. Oh, no! I'm next! I kicked and screamed even more. Some zombies came out of the ground and tried to push me under but I fought and fought until I couldn't fight anymore. This was it! The monsters had me. I could not get away. I thought it was the end of my life when I...I...I woke up!
It was all a dream. Now I can't stop thinking about it, because today is the dance of the year. The only bad thing is that I have to walk home...alone.
Tisha Miller is a seventh grader at Central Junior High School