Alone in the old, dusty, freezing box, I lie there, still as a rock. The journey’s been horrible, bumpy but finally we arrive. I feel the box get lifted and I hear the dust race off the box. It sounds fascinating.
Suddenly the box plummets to the ground and the box walls collapse before my eyes. Boom! I hear another box plummet to the ground.
“Careful!” a man shouted “If you want to get blown up do it somewhere else” he screamed.
Crash! I hear a metal slab slip underneath me and I get lifted up into the air by a yellow, rusty, tall forklift and get driven over to a flat field. Roughly I get shoved into the ground and rudely get connected to the other fireworks around me, I then, get picked up and forced into a pod.
“Ouch!” How would you like it if you got shoved into a pod?. I can see the sun sinking into the horizon a lot more people gather round.
“3,2,1” BAAANGG!
Fizz ,Whoosh ,Pop and I am launched into the dark sky and explode, I can see wooden tall ships sailing across the sea, I can smell the delicious food being cooked down below for all the people, I can hear all the people screaming that the fireworks have been launched into the sky. I can feel the cold air blowing against myself.
Suddenly I can’t feel anything but myself fading away into darkness!
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