Nightline by Jacob

It was night! A night on the nightline, but in this story nightline turns into nightmare! When on the nightmare we get attacked by a small creature with black and yellow stripes. They can sting as many times as they want and they work in a swarm. “Muh, ha, ha, ha, he, he!”

I watched as the sun came down and day turned to night. I was brave, brave enough to go on the nightline. I got ready, I was going to do this. 1, 2, 3! I started the nightline but I had a bad feeling. I kept it to myself. Later on I thought “Nah, nothing’s going to happen or will it?”

I ate boysenberries even though they might be poison berries or sour. Here comes the rope. I gripped onto the rope not letting go as the hill was steep. There was a cliff beside it. Some people didn’t hold onto the rope because they didn’t think they needed it but then they slipped over. We were near the end of the track then. “Ow!” I felt pain by my waist. “What was that?” We kept on walking still wondering why my waist hurt. I decided it was a prickle. I put my hand down by my pants. Then, “Ow, my middle finger hurts”. “What’s going on?” Then I realised this was a wasp attack!

 Oh no, one stung. When you get stung it sends out a smell, a smell that attracts more wasps. This is going to hurt, it will hurt for other people too. “Ow!” My foot. Heaps of other people were saying the same thing and if you’re not listening, just in case. “Ow!” ZZZap! “Ow!” My nose! Wait my nose! That’s close to my eye. “Get it off, get it off!” I started screaming. “Get it off, get it off!” There was a gentleman behind me that thought, right, that’s enough! He started pulling the wasp off my nose but it was trying to hold on. It was saying “Leave me alone you beast, stinging people is my duty!” “You!” PLUCK! The wasp came off, then SPLAT, squashed to juice.

Then, still screaming because there was still one on my foot. It’s going to sting me, it’s going to crash. The gentleman crushed it. It was still alive so I kicked it away. WHOOSH – it was flying and straight into an ants nest. “Kill him” screamed the King of the Ants. “Wait, wait, this is a mistake!” said the wasp. “I’m an ant with a costume on”. Too late, the ants had already eaten him alive!

Anyway, I got rushed out of the bush and into the area where people went when they got hurt. Freezing cold ice packs on me. I was suffering from pain. I had spray on. I was in my bed, I was having nightmares then Ow! My legs hurt. I went to see what it was. Then ZZZap a hundred wasps came out from my pants. AAAAARGGGH!! Then I woke up. And since I was having nightmares, I was sleeping with Mum and I fell asleep quickly. When I woke up I didn’t think "breakfast", I thought "that was no Nightline that was a Nightmare!".