Jess Hay

Jess Hay p.3 - the end.

The red head quizzed me for just a little longer and then finally let me see some other people. I looked round spying for people who looked friendly, there were about 7 or 8 people i saw but i went for the one who was alone. 'Hello, what's your name?' 'Layla.' that word alone pained me so much, but i wanted to find out more.

'Lovely name, where are you from?'

'A farm in Los Angeles, where are you from?' I paused, this couldn't actually be happening. She flicked her long blonde locks and she had snow-white skin, this was obviously my imagination. She looked at me longingly just like my horse did, then she drifted away in the wind, it frightened me, am i going crazy, i'm imagining people.

I went into school, sat in my classroom, the teacher did a short speech and then i turned, behind me was Layla, smiling softly. I freaked out. I hit my head a couple of times with my hand, the teacher shouted at me once or twice, but i didn't notice. I was brainwashed. I turned round at Layla and said, 'It's you.' I cuddled her and she dissapeared. Everything did.

I sat up, looked out my window, the rolling hills, i smiled - what a dream.