I woke up with a start. I’m in a dusty wooden box. I try to wake my friends but they’re too busy sleeping. I’m alone in the dusty, dirty box. I try to get to sleep but my firework friends are too busy snoring. I yawn, dust blows every where. I make an amazingly noisy sneeze.
“A,a,a,a,a,tchoooooooooo!” I sneeze.
Everyone wakes up.
“Hu!” they all cry.
“What’s that racket?” One says.
“Sorry it was me. I sneezed.”
Then everyone went to sleep.
Suddenly, I felt like I am getting tickled. But someone is carrying me. I rub my eyes, who is this mysterious person? Suddenly, I feel this big tapping. I’m getting wet, it’s raining.
Eventually, I get put in a long metal tube. I’m getting cold and wet. Then I see my friends all around me looking worried. These two men put some dynamite cord from me to their car. They pull out a flame. I try to run but my tail is too far in the ground. I see the spark come closer and closer. Then I start to glow green and BANG! I shoot up into the sky. I can see the tall boats under me as I am racing higher and higher. The fireworks are lots and lots of different colours. Why does this sting and tingle sooo much? I can smell different people’s hot dogs. However, I hear a cracking shriek, David has faded away. Next it was my turn…