The Perfect Monarch

One hot summer day, my friends and I were running. I stopped, but they continued running; when Melissa turned to see that I was cut and bleeding. She yelled for everyone to stop, when they saw what was happening, they all ran after Melissa, back to me. They all stood and stared at me, I suddenly felt like I couldn’t breathe and passed out. When I awoke, on my nose was the most perfect Monarch Butterfly. Out of nowhere, the Monarch took flight and flew away. As I followed the Monarch, it led me to a beautiful home with a stone path; flowers were all around the yard. I went inside the house, and what was inside…

                                           …my friends, my family, and a lot of birds!

                                                                                                     ~by Beverly McBride 2010