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By Nyasa - Grade 7
In the illuminating sky, the mellifluous chirps of the birds was music to my ears. The sun baked the Earth. I was at home doing some monotonous chores given by my mother. In the blink of an eye, we wondered if we could go to my amiable sister’s house so I meekly asked my mother. My mother gave me a green signal to go. I had a wide grin on my face and I stated frolicking all over my abode. My sister’s house was not a stone’s throw away, so we resolved to travel by train the following day. I could not sleep a wink at night. I was feeling ebullient and blithe because I had not travelled by train in donkey’s years. As I was roused by the lark, I had my briefcase packed and kept beside me. We were gearing up to depart. The station was not as clean as a whistle. I was much frazzled and I was towards my compartment because of my enthusiasm. As I settled in the compact compartment the wind moaned and caressed my face and neck like the gentle hand of the mother. I was carrying umpteen presents for my sister and I knew that she would be elated. I was in a deep slumber when I heard a beeping noise. I discerned below my coach, there was a bomb. My boisterous sheiks greeted everyone’s ears. I was overwhelmed with fear and my heart pounded rapidly against my frail chest. I evacuated and rescued copious passengers by pulling the chain to make the train halt. We all got off the train and everyone was instructed to move away from it. My parents were as proud as peacocks. The cops rewarded me with beatific and resplendent gifts. I remember that my luggage was in the train. I wasn’t despondent because I dint have any gifts but I felt felicitous as I was alive. If I had turned a deaf ear to the beeping noise then there would be repulsive corpses lying around. I reached my sisters residence and presented her with my rewards.