Collective Class Story: bahaha the ending! Leahnesse you are too funny! By Laura, Malia, Emma and Leahnesse

The grass was cool, the damp smell of sweet earth filled Emma's nose with a lovely spiciness. The stars were pearls of happiness shimmering in the sky. She glanced over at Bob. He smiled back. With a start Emma woke up amid the screams of the underground prison. She shuffled out of bed, shaking as the echo of voices drifted down the hall, the old wooden floor boards creaking beneath her feet. She could hear the echo of them creaking behind her. The cell was small, without much space. There were voices all around her. Were they real? She thought. Or were they just in her mind? She couldn't tell. There was a single light in the dungeon and suddenly went out with a crack. A scream pierced through the dungeon. Startled, Emma realized that it had come from her own mouth. Footsteps resounded off the walls as someone  approached the cell door. The knob turned slowly. Emma imagined Bob walking through that door to rescue her from this cursed place. But no, the door opened to reveal Mr. Anderson. 

“Wake up, wake up, Emma. You fell asleep in class again.” He says, shaking you awake. You realize it was all a dream, none of it was real but it felt so real.

“I am so sorry, Mr. A, was I snoring?” You say, terrified that you were.

“Emma, Emma, Emma. You sounded like you were being strangled.”

The End.