I zoomed past the farmlands on my small brown motorbike. I looked behind me and saw the sun beginning to set on the horizon. The sky was painted with beautiful pinks and oranges. I took out my camera took a picture, then turned back around just quickly enough to see the rock in front of my bike on the ground. I flew forward and landed on the hard ground. I groaned loudly  in pain. I tried to stand up but my leg started aching. I was worried now, my leg might be broken. I’ll live, I thought, then fell asleep.

One day an ant was carrying a crumb from a sandwich on a plate. But how can something so tiny carry such a big crumb. It can carry it because it can get lots of other ants to help it. The man came outside and saw that a crumb was missing from his sandwich. He yelled “who took my crumb?”. The ants said “we did it!’ The man yelled “you silly ants!’. ” Hey that was close” one ant said. “Did you know it’s a joke because, get it sandwich, it’s two slices of bread and in the middle it’s sand.

I walked into the red and green building faintly smelling of ginger bread and candy canes. I opened the heavy gold doors and was greeted by an amazing sight. There was rows and rows of tiny people working on things at tables all leading up to a huge green and gold swirled door at the end. I looked down at the tables as I walked and saw they were making… toys? Then I realised where I was, Santas workshop I thought. But how can something so tiny create so much joy to the world? Anyone can with the right determination.

I looked over at the clock on the wall. 3.. 2.. 1.. BEEP! The whistle blew and I dived off the platform into the cold, icy water. This was the annual swim race our school held at the local pool. I looked at the pool floor as I swam my hardest.  I looked over at the rest of the swimmers and they were all behind me! I stopped for a second to celebrate and did a victory swim, but then they all swam past me. In a few seconds the whistle blew and someone had won. So this is why I’m always last.

I walked into the park in the dead of the night.. All  I saw around me was darkness and the faint outline of trees. The only noise was my feet padding against the path. I inhaled softly. I jerked suddenly out of my dream. I had heard a noise. I looked around the trees were rustling. All of a sudden a giant stood up out of the trees. In my mind I heard, I am Athenasios Keeper of the park. He looked at me with shining gold eyes, then disappeared into the dirt, the only thing remaining was a hand.

I awoke with a thud and a pain in the back of my head. I had fallen off my bed… again. I gingerly stood, careful not to slip on the duvet. It was remarkable I didn’t get any head injuries, however my dad did say I had a head like stone. I looked in the mirror. As If I didn’t have enough problems I had a a big yellow spot on my nose. I sighed. My mum hadn’t yet discovered a miracle cure that could end my acne problems, but for now I had to just grin and bear it.