The Day Like No Other
It was a misty day, like most others, but this day was different.
Frantically, I ran down the stairs to get my breakfast as I was late for college as usual. I ate my breakfast, threw on my crimson jacket and shouted to my mom that I was leaving, but I got no reply. I tried again, still nothing. I had a feeling she was in grave danger so I looked for her. I saw a light flash from the back garden. when I went out I saw her lying on the ground, she had no pulse.
The doctors say it was a heart attack, but I think it was so much more.
By Aoife H
It was a misty day, like most others, but this day was different.
Frantically, I ran down the stairs to get my breakfast as I was late for college as usual. I ate my breakfast, threw on my crimson jacket and shouted to my mom that I was leaving, but I got no reply. I tried again, still nothing. I had a feeling she was in grave danger so I looked for her. I saw a light flash from the back garden. when I went out I saw her lying on the ground, she had no pulse.
The doctors say it was a heart attack, but I think it was so much more.
By Aoife H