Friday, 11 April 2008
08:45:38 PM (GMT)
10 year old, Sammy Johnson sat in his room, he was supposed to be tidying it up but
he couldn't be bothered. He was wearing his favourite cap.
His best top
and his raggy old jeans
Suddenly his mom burst into the room.
"Have you finished your room yet Samuel" she said "excuse me you haven't started now
So he started tidying the room. 15 minutes later it was done and he put on his new
trainers and went out. He bought an ice-cream from the shop and walked around for a
bit. He was lonely, nobody liked him.
"What's the matter" he heard a voice from behind shout.
He turned scared. There was a young, blonde girl who looked about his age.
"I'm Safron, nice to meet you." said the girl
As they stood there talking men and women walked past giving Sammy a dirty look as if
he was talking to nobody. One guy even yelled,
"Oi, kid why you talking to thin air, you stupid jerk." The man was fat and bald and
did not have a very nice attitudebut he did have a nice motorbike.
"Im talking to this girl actually" replied Sammy.
"There's noone there" said the man. He even looked agian to make sure then looked at
Sammy and shook his head then he rode off on his motorbike.
"What the..... are you a ghost?" said Sammy
"Nope" said Safron "I'm your imaginary friend"