The Boy In Striped Pyjamas Imagine dying at the age of nine. Never having your tenth birthday. Never experiancing year five, secondary school. Imagine dying like he did. You died trying to help somebody. What a way to go, painful and slow...

Cold Brrrrrrrr!

Mens 100m Sprint All the people watching Waiting nervously Before the race The athletes getting ready Already sweat gathering on there brows The referee says get ready The athletes warm up The spectators wait "Set! Go!" And there off! Everyone cheering The referees glaring And it is over in a flash Ten seconds thats all it takes...

Awkward As I sit there and stare into the cold blank air. I smile nervously at the person sitting opposite me. My palms start to get sweaty,adjusting my hair. Moving around in my seat. Waiting, thinking when will this end? Suddenly he speaks" nice meat , hey?" I don't know what to say. I say " mmm!" He says " nice evening " I just nod. It is just so awkward ! What shall I do? Shall I do anything? Do I relate to him? Do we have anything in common!?! Awkward.

Growing Up As I lie here thinking, texting I think of what has happened so far in my #life. I think of all my friends some that have turned evil and wicked. Other relationships have just crumbled apart but there r still I stay intouch with