Wednesday, 6 July 2016

The pig that could fly by Tyler W

I can fly, imagined the pig. I can fly with the unicorns up high. Rushing through the sky whooshing and swerving having the time of my life not seeing the, Ouch where did that tree come from? A lump rose off my head. I am a unicorn I’m a unicorn at last I must fly I will climb this tree and fly over the lake 1, 2,3 I can fly. 

My eyes open what is this I’m in a hospital. “You’ve had a nasty fall from a tree and...” before the doctor had finished the pig flew out of bed.

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