LACHLAN HAS HAD A RATHER BAD EXPERIENCE.
My breath rasped in my chest. BANANA trees grabbed at me forcing me backwards. The humidity of the tropical environment pressed down, HEAVY on my shoulders. My clothes clinging to my chest. That was when I JUMPED.
They were after me.
They wanted to kill me.
Suddenly a spray of bullets showered over top of my head. The bullets DAMAGED everything they touched ripping it to shreds. I shuddered to a halt. Everything was quiet. I looked behind me to see two BLACK figures standing there. I began to run but my body just collapsed. I couldn’t go any further.
LACHLAN – YEAR 8