St Kevin’s, Tarahill, 5th class, County Wicklow, 25th October 2018
I was in a horrible dream with zombie leprechauns. It was blurry, but I remember them all screaming my name: “Valerie Blue”.
I screamed, and my mother came to my side. My mum had to tell me the horrible news that Fruit-Juice Man had died.
The only thing I had left of him was his last bottle.
Then, when I closed my eyes, I could see him as a zombie leprechaun.
The thought was racing through my mind:
“What if he came back as a zombie leprechaun?”
Just as I thought I could go back to sleep, my mum told me that I had to get ready for my “Pump up the Jam” session.
After that, I promised myself that I wouldn’t get to sleep anymore.
A few nights later, my mum came into my room.
“Goodnight!” she said, but her voice sounded different.
“You’re not my mum!” I shrieked.
“I know! Fruit-juice man didn’t die!”
Then she jumped out the window…
