Goaliegirl

The stars are there every night shinning in the sky.
I turn around, and there they are.
The stars are in certain spots each night.
I look away, then I look back and all I see is the
dark black with navy blue in the sky.

The one true bush with raspberrys inside,
as I try to get in I swallow a fly.
"I'll never get in," I said aloud,
for a bunny is just a bunny,
but will always be proud.
 

 "What was that!" a short man with an axe yelled. Who was in the middle of a swing to chop down a tree, to get some apples, when he saw something moving in a bush nearby.

The wind was shaking the trees behind me.
I look back,
nothings there but the trees swaying leaves.
I continue my walk, as the wind brushes my shoulders.
The wind picks up, a hollaring screech whispers in my ear,
but I'm safe.

When I woke up at 6:00am on April 12, 1861, I thought it would be a normal day in the United States. When I went down the stairs my Dad was cooking some fried white eggs, crispy bacon and some nice buttered toast. 

Once when Riley was little five year old she always dreamed of going to space when she was older. All she talked about for years was how much she wanted to go to Nasa. One day she went to school and went to her friend Emma