100 w/c Ashton

I am here again in my lonely bed room. The grass is green but the apples are bruised.

So boring I just have my violin to play, I wish I was in a desert trying to survive. That would be cool. But,  I would not be able to run with the lack of food and drink, I would have to walk. I walked out of my room feeling sad.

‘Mam life is so boring in lock down.

My mam said prickly, ‘deal with it!’

‘Aargh!’ I said, ‘I hate this, why can’t it end? I am just going to sleep.’

I want to collapse.

One thought on “100 w/c Ashton”

  1. Ashton,
    We share the narrator’s pain of being in lockdown. Is your area still quarantining? Many people in our are are doing the same. We feel lucky to be able to be at school–even with the restrictions including wearing masks and staying ‘socially distant’.
    Keep writing.
    Mrs. G. and Class, Team 100, Guilderland, NY, USA

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