The Wind by Isabella

The wind was what brought us here. Once we landed on this thing they called Earth, we controlled the wind with our arms.

One morning, another was born. He didn’t notice what he was doing. Suddenly, he shouted, “Mummy, daddy, look!” so they glanced. Their child was waving his arms weirdly.

“Stop!” shouted his mam. The wind had gone wild. This had never happened before. Obviously, he didn’t know what he was doing so he was confused. We were moving. People were staring because we hadn’t moved in years. All of a sudden, the thing they called Earth was moving. We came off the ground and we died. Again.