Ben Tylecote

We on are way back from a day trip. The sun was glistening against the smooth ripples that raced across the lakes surface; the last rays were skipping down onto the shoreline where the ducks waddled gently out of the water. So low was the sun that it beamed right through the windows of the 8 seater van. All seats full with passengers, friends and family.  I was right beside the vans sliding door tumbling into a day dream. Thinking about school, about friends, about sport, about what would happen if you open the door. I wondered whether anyone would be crazy enough to try. I imagined the wind, the fresh air. I bet that would be quite fun I thought, stepping down another rung of the ladder, practically asleep.  "BEN!" I was awake in an instant. The door beside me had slid open. In shock I recoiled. Luckily I quickly managed to get it shut. My mother, who was sitting beside me, was holding firmly onto me - ensuring I didn't fall out. Adrenaline  was pumping through my body. ...