Morgan D

On a cold winter night, when the wind and snow were blowing so hard that you couldn’t see anything, Jake, George and little Simon were staring outside the television room window of their two floor house.

Little Billy was looking out the window when he saw his dog, Jake, run through the snow leaving small dog tracks behind him. He looked at what Jake was chasing and he saw a squirrel, it bouncing through the snow like a ball.

As Timothy wakes up, he hears the loud rattle of the Orito Express, the local train system, roar over his house. He gets up “Ugh, what time is it?” He checks his watch, it reads 5:34 A.M., Wednesday 6/23/2042.

As I get home from the long walk to my friends house, I walk up the driveway to my house and I see my dog, Charlie, staring at me with his warm brown eyes. I walk up close to him.