It was cold. Rubies and emeralds circled my icy hands. Grace looked into the chipped mirror. Suddenly we were met with a strange landscape. Thick black smoke surrounded the air; escaping the glowing flames.
'What year is it?' we asked those inside the mirror.
'1666,' they replied.
Suddenly, we realised it was the time of the Great Fire of London!
The screen disappeared. We were shell-shocked. Then an old face stared at us and said,
'You cannot run far from me!'
Scared, we went inside; every reflection said the same thing again and again. Would we ever escape him?...
by Rana O'Donnell (10)
Bursley Academy, Newcastle
Competition - Time-Travelling Tales
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