I hate science. It’s just so boring coping things from a board when we should be playing around with test tubes and electric stuff but that’s not what the teacher Mrs Vulcan thought, sitting here barley listening  just coping down whatever appeared on the board. My best friend Sam was sitting next to me listening intently on whatever was being said, he seemed to like it but he agreed with me that it shouldn’t be like this. But, luckily, it was the last session of the day. Almost home time 2:45, 2:46, 2:47. Josh loved pulling pranks on people especially teachers, so since it was almost home time josh got out of his seat when the teacher wasn’t looking and turned the clock forward to 2:59 and 35 seconds when the teacher Mrs Vulcan turned around josh was back in his seat looking blankly at the board 2:59 and 45 seconds Mrs Vulcan looked at the time oh dear time flies when you’re having fun doesn’t it the class didn’t agree 2:59 and 59 seconds 3:00 okay class since its a weekend you won’t have homework….. i wasn’t listening i was already out of the classroom running towards the gate when Mrs Vulcan’s head popped out of the window “slow down Mr Low” she shouted “sure thing” I replied and stopped running and started to fast walk. Out of the school grounds past the playground through the skate park across the river and back home. I grabbed the key to the house out of my bag and jammed it in the lock turned it around and the door swung open. Josh ran up the stairs to his bedroom where his computer lay, his most loved thing in the whole house. As josh turned on the computer he looked around his room, there were things everywhere. His bed, clothes the playstation2 and everything else you would think a ten year old would have in his bedroom. The computer password screen came up and josh quickly typed in his well practised password and it switched to his front page. Once he was on he checked his emails. Drop box: 1 he looked at that email.

 Hi, its Sam I’m just going to say goodbye because this probably will be the last time i write you an email or even talk to you, i don’t know where I’m going and if i did i probably couldn’t tell you, so…goodbye i hope i might be able to see you sometime, somewhere.