Spot light By William

Spot light

When I looked up it was plane black no stars, just the moon with its beam of light coming down. I looked up to the top of the hill. The light of the torch was beaming down like the moon. I hear a go but in a small voice. I start to run up with friends. I see them once I kept on going then I looked back.

I passed. All I saw was Darkness I looked forward then kept on going. Suddenly I fell backwards and started to roll backwards down the hill. BAM!  I landed in a prickle looked up the beam of the torch was coming towards me. I stayed still, but still in the prickle bush I was only felling pain. When the beam was gone I sat down next to the prickle bush, and pick of all the prickles attached to my skin. Then made my way back up the hill I was starting to slip in the wet grass. I was close to bush. I the little patch of bush we were told not to go in.   

      I see the teacher I crawl slowly up then she says “whoever that is made it to the top” “yes” I think in my head I look up I’m the first one up the only one but I can still feel the prickles in my leg.

I wait for more then Up pops Then when the last person in up, we all Go down BAM! I slip but there’s much more slips to come…