11 September 1565
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”….
I woke up terrified and in a sea of my sweat... It took me a moment to realise that it was
just a dream… I had a dream that the Turks took over Malta and used me and the others as
slaves. Thank god it was just a nightmare... I looked around me and I saw all the others
sleeping peacefully… I went back to sleep and woke up next morning and saw Roger (the baby
elf) staring at me with a huge smile on his face: He said excitingly “The war has ended…we are
free!!” I quickly rushed out and the outcome of the war was horrible… Everything was destroyed
and I burst into tears… My mum was behind me and said everything is going to be ok... I
hugged Roger tightly… he looked up at me but still seemed to be happy. I just smiled …
The End
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