MAISIE AND THE TOWER
The sun blares down on me as I tramp through the dunes of the Sahara.
Vultures flying over, looking hungrily at me like I’m dinner.
Another dune comes into my sight. I scramble up it.
I see grass, the sea and a spired tower. I slowly walk down the dune, wondering how suddenly, I am in a lush place compared to the desert.
Squealing in joy, I run down to the shelter of the tower. I slowly make my way to the little window. I continue struggling up this mysterious building only to find myself staring at miles of desert.
MAISIE – YEAR 8