The dusty dirt flew into my eyes blocking my view of a bright pink safari jeep. As soon as the wind died down I jumped into the luminous vehicle and flicked the engine on.

As I was driving down the track a giraffe ran in front of me. I screeched to a stop, but just didn’t stop in time. The elegant giraffe fell to the ground and I fiddled with the door handle, furiously begging it to unlock. Finally it does, I sprint towards the giraffe and see the painful look in it’s eyes as it sang to me dreadfully.

OLIVIA – YEAR 8