The Journey – Part 3 – By Kyle
Something was in the broken machine, Jake, whose cheeks turned red, shrank behind a wooden crate that was heavy. John ducked under the machine, he saw dragon feet. “It’s a baby dragon, I think!” John said to Jake. John got the creature out of the machine. It was small, with crimson eyes. “It is a baby dragon!” John exclaimed to Jake. Jake came out of the wooden crate. He looked at the dragon with deep concentration. “It’s hurt!” Jake called. “It must have got hurt in the storm.” Replied John.
John found an ancient blanket beside the boarded window. He wrapped the dragon with it. Wondering if it would survive.