Rumbling. Engines. Fire:  the take off was imminent. Wind rustled,  grass blew, trees swayed. shards of colour lit up the sky. Excitement etched on their faces: crowds gathered  waiting with bated breathe: this was the time of the launch. Without doubt, this was the moment, history would be made.

The difficult mission was becoming impossible and long airy jumps of happiness was now disappointment. This invention was meticulously made but nevertheless the rumbling ceased, the engines died and the fire went out. Tears of sadness blurred the useless rocket, silence filled the dark sea of people.This machine was now hopeless.