Samantha Day

Mystery Girl

By Samantha Day
Browns River Middle School, Grade 6

No one knew who she was
She was alone, with no one beside her
Walking with no shoes
Her feet were covered in dust and grime
Her throat musty and dry
Her hair in a messy bun
She walked on slowly
With rags as clothes
Not caring about the world around her
She looked straight ahead
Her eyes cloudy from pain
She walked on
To her people
She wasn’t a nobody
She wasn’t a somebody
She was Mystery Girl.

I ran through the woods, running, screaming, the man after me. He was coming closer. A glint of light told me he was carrying a knife in his hand, ready to strike at any moment. The sun shone through the tree tops, blinding my cold, pale face. I couldn’t see. I knew I was going to die. I tripped on an upturned root. My eyes closed, I was falling, falling, dreaming… “Run, run, he’s after you.” “No, NO!” I screamed. I woke up with a fright. It was that dream, that same dream I’d been having for the past few weeks, since the beginning of school. I didn’t know its meaning; I didn’t know why I was always having that dream, it just kept coming back… I fell backward and closed my eyes. Who was this man? In all of my dreams, no matter what angle he was at, no matter what weapon he was carrying, I could never see his face. Was he a person in real life? Or a figment who only appeared in my dreams? I wasn’t sure. I had told my mom about the dream.

By Samantha Day
Browns River Middle School, Grade 5

A farmer's work is never done,
When he finishes a chore,
There's always another one.

He must take care of his cattle and sheep.
And chickens and chicks
That go, "Peep! Peep! Peep!"

His horses and other animals too,
A farmer’s life isn’t easy,
His hard work is never through.

When the cattle, horses, and sheep
All go to their warm, soft beds,
And chickens rest their little heads.

And the farmer hears no more
"Peep! Peep! Peep!"
The farmer's hard work is done
And he can finally go to sleep.