Aisha Hussain had not wanted to leave her precious mother. She was all she had since her father left for war and her 2 brothers went along with him. She missed her family. She stared out her bedroom window and a wail called out but then slowly faded. She wanted her mother to come pick her up.

Her first day of school had now disappeared from her brain. Her teacher was a  kind teacher named Miss Mohammed. She started to understand that Aisha was a very clever kid. She put her on the third row because if she looked at her she would be doing her work. Aisha smiled as she wrote her numbers to a hundred. As the bell rang, she got her learning book out and did her work even though it was a break. She never wanted to leave school even though Miss Khan was super nice.

The days turned into weeks and months and Aisha loved her new home but still loved and wanted her mother. Everyday she would wash the dishes, clean her bedroom and always did her homework. Mrs Khan had friends named Miss Booth and Miss Cook who came round who also had kids that were evacuees and they came to do their work with her because they were in the same class. They would also help each other a lot.

Outside, the bushy big apple tree grows and she picks apples from them and the bluebells shimmer and glow and she cannot pick these or else she will get in big trouble.

Inside the dampness begins to spread and the spiders crawl faster than a cheetah running.

Every night, Aisha was woken by a creek, crack and a crumble .  Aisha cautiously tiptoed out of her room and went quietly to the stairs. It’s not long until she finds out. She could not stand it. She ran to the attic and opened the doors. She moved the door slowly. All she could see was one  BABY ELEPHANT! She was shocked.