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County Clare 2020: A Day in My Life
Creative Writing Competition for children and teenagers
10 to 12 category

County Clare 2020: A Day in My Life
by Charlotte Culligan

Mom and Dad have been acting strange lately. They haven't gone out to work in ages and usually I love when they are at home with me but something is different.

They seem very worried about something and they keep putting on masks and gloves whenever they go outside. I hate the look of them! It makes me nervous. I keep hearing them talk about some virus but they tell me all the time that I am safe from it. I can’t get it apparently but I am still worried.

They used to bring me with them on walks sometimes but now that's all they seem to want to do! I think they are bored. I am sick of walks. I decide to hide behind the couch the next time I heard my name being called. I can stay hidden for ages. I can be really quiet and sometimes I even go to sleep. They will never find me.

But wait. I smell something nice - a treat! Oh they always get me with those treats! Maybe I could come out quickly, sneak the treat, and go back and hide behind the couch again. Too late, Mom saw me! I guess I’m going on a walk after all. This walk is so boring. I see my friends walking with their moms and dads too and I really want to go and play with them. I try to but my mom pulls me to one side. She doesn’t seem to want to play with her friends either. It's not fair! It’s like she’s afraid of everyone she sees.

After our walk when we get home I think - that’s it! I’ve had enough! I’m breaking out! I’m getting out of this house!

Dad leaves the door open and I am gone. I run down the road feeling so excited. This is fun. I might go into this shop over here. It looks very colourful and it seems like ages since I have been into a shop but the shopkeeper gives me a dirty look and is shooing me out. Well that’s very rude, I don’t have this virus everyone’s talking about.

I see a plastic glove like my Mom wears on the ground. Maybe it’s hers. I think I will bring it to her. I pick it up and bring it home and I play with it on the way home. I throw it up in the air and catch it in my mouth. This is very fun!

I get home but mom squeals when she sees the glove and says it’s dirty. Doesn’t she know I’ll protect her from everything but she is still cross with me. Whoever came up with the phrase “It’s a dog’s life” really knew what they were talking about, woof!

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