By Skevie, 11
As I was flying my kite it was suddenly
carried away by a strong wind which carried me across the sky.
"Aahh! Help, help get me down,"
My kite started getting holes in it. My
heart started beating like a drum in a band. As I was being carried
across the sky I saw people below me so I began shouting again.
"Get me down I'm scared."
But again no-one heard
me. Now I was being carried across the ocean and this brought tears
to my eyes. I thought I was going to die. This is my favourite kite
and I had won it in a competition. Suddenly my kite began slowing
down. It lowered me to the ground. I landed somewhere I didn't expect.
I landed on an island.