Max And Me
It was 3:15pm and I had just finished my first day at high school after the summer holidays. I could hear Yankees playing the 93rd season in the loudspeaker. I limped to the door waiting to get in to take my bulky bag off. Anxiously I opened the door. Boom!
I was on the floor already. Max (my dog) had dived right on top of me. His silver drool down his face onto mine. Yuck! I stumbled up on my feet and took my bag off. “Man that took a wait of my shoulders,” I spoke with relief (to nobody in particular). As I turned Max was whining giving me the look. “Oh alright we can go on a walk.”
I grabbed Max’s collar. I strive to hook his lead on as he was jumping with excitement. I opened the door still holding on the lead. Max took off like a rocket almost pulling my arm out of my shoulder socket. “Calm down Max,” I cried, “ It’s like you’ve never been outside.” Once he acquired tranquil we progressed down Champa street.
Step by step we serenely made it to the end of the road. We continued to walk and suddenly with my peripheral vision I saw a bush track appearing just down the opposite side road. I had never seen that track before. I decided to go have a glance. Swaying my head side to side looking for a clear spot on the roadway. “Now Max,” calling Max as we raced across the road. Unexpectedly Max stopped in the middle.
“Hurry up Max were going to get hit,” I yelled, but he wouldn't move a muscle. I instantly grabbed out some treats and then and only then Max stood up. Waiting for a clearing cars flew past my eyes and we had arrived across the road safely. “Man we had only been walking for 10 minutes and we were almost hit,” I spoke with concern. We carried on walking down the street until we came to the start of the track.
Wilson track, 5 minute walk read the sign. “ Come on Max,” I called, but he hesitated to come. “It’s ok,” I spoke sedately and then he came. We started to walk the track. Douglas spiraea whipping me in the face, Incense Cedar trees cover the sun's bright light. Abruptly there was rustle in the Incense Cedar bush. I froze solid. Max barked with horror. The rustling got louder and louder. Boo!
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I screamed with fright. I gradually opened my eyes. “Oh it’s just a ferret,” I spoke with relief. We continued to walk through the track. Yet again there was another rustling in the Incense Cedar. I walked with confidence. I was wasn't scared at all. Swiftly every thing went black.
“Where am I,” I cried, “Max are you there.” Max didn’t reply. Gradually I opened my eyes. All I saw was the back of someone's head. “Who’s there,’’ I wailed. The man turned around. Formerly everything went black again.
“Mackenzie, Mackenzie get out of bed,” yelled mum. I woke up with panic. Aahh It was just a dream. From this dream Mackenzie learnt not to explore unusual places that you have not been before.
By Greanne
