Notes

I couldn't see it yet but I knew it was coming. Each second I stayed looking in the direction of the incoming sound.
The more my hand began to shake. Not out of fear, but out of excitement. Suddenly, the beast's yellow evil eyes appeared out of nowhere like a monster in a child's nightmare.
My friend's anger grew larger and larger and so did his frightening waves.

The beast's feet slowed down as it passed my house. Even though I barely see it, due to the excessive amount of rain of this time of year.
The sound was quieter than before.
Then, surprisingly, my friend slammed itself against the beast in an attempt to stop it.
It was like a battle between good versus evil, my friend obviously being good.
But the long, solid metallic beast was mightier. How naive them two were. Fighting in the rain. I wish I could join them but.
I don't know how to have fun. I was never taught it, I think. Then the clash came to a deafening silence. The beast won as my friend looked defeated and quiet as his waves look pathetic.
The beast carried on the railroads to its next objective.

The weather begins to clear up as the beast gets further and further away. A faint sunlight hits my bedroom window in this fine cold winter day. I gave a little smile to the fact I had fun that I seen today created by my friend and that beast. I wonder if I will ever see that beast again.
The only thing that remains is the smell of wet dirt from the railroads and the cold temperature that never changes.
I lay back on my soft, relaxing, delicate bed, on the hopes that my dream was as good as this. My eyelids fall heavier and heavier until the only thing I can see is darkness.

"Wake up," a faint sound I could hear next time.
"Wake up!" this sound was louder and my curiosity was increasing.
"Boy, wake up this instance or you grounded for life," I couldn't take this chance that it was a lie, my tired eyes open wide like Frankenstein.
"A couple more minutes enit, mum." The boy replies to the angry woman next to his bedside.

"You're sixteen, act your age, you have to hurry to school to do your exams!" Ordered the mother.
I would rather go to back to that dream I had. Or was it.....