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Air Wars

‘Yes!’ I punch the air with aggression inside the cramped cabin of my F60 Eagle, another enemy plane destroyed. I no longer know why I am fighting but am under strict orders. I live in constant fear of falling, flaming from the sky caged in my broken bird. Suddenly a lone enemy fighter streaks past, heading for home. I instinctively follow him. Full throttle pursuing him, fear gone, focusing on my silver prey. Our wings cut the still air trying to reach separate targets. Too late I see his silent accomplice. Flames crawl up my fuselage. Now I'm the prey.

by James Gray (11)
Alleyn's Junior School, London

Competition - Time-Travelling Tales

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