A Voyage to the Moon

	It was the year 2015. My name is Eoin Murray. I'm a trained astronaut with NASA. Today at 3:00 pm my life will never be the same again because I have a big mission. My mission is to go on a voyage to the moon, to study the surface with two another astronauts - Buzz Armstrong and Woody Collins. I'm very excited about this mission because it is my first time to the moon, but I'm also very nervous because when I land on the moon, you never know what could happen. It is now 2:30 pm. My fellow astronauts and I are ready for the launch. 2:45 now and we are on our way to the shuttle and I've never been so nervous in my whole life, but I still didn't show it. When we got to the door of the shuttle, over it, it read, "LUNA". 2:55pm and the door opened. We entered the shuttle and strapped up. The time was now 2:59. The countdown has started, five...four....three...two...one and we're off. 20 minutes after lift-off and it's getting colder and colder. Finally we entered the darkness of space and the stars were brighter than ever. We busied ourselves with the tasks we had to do. I thought the time would never come, but finally after two hours we landed on the moon.After a half an hour we decided to open the door and walk on the moon. We finished what we had to do, but we thought we could play for a while.We played - golf, football and we jumped around for a long time. The time passed and we got back in our shuttle and headed for home. Well, that was my story about a voyage to the moon.

	A Strange House

One Wednesday evening on my way back from soccer, dark clouds gathered overhead and within half a minute the heavens opened. I had forgotten my jacket and hat, so I was getting very wet. The first house I saw was a two storey wooden house that looked derelict. I raced up to the huge front door. I knocked on the door about ten times, but there was no answer. I decided to open the door and go in. In front of me I saw a long stairs and a hallway full of cobwebs. There was a door at the end of the hall. I walked nervously towards the door. I reached for the rusty door knob.

I opened the door only to find an old creepy kitchen full of dust and spiders. There was not a person in sight. I turned and followed the long hall to a living room. In the far corner of the room sat a television set on an old table, in front of it were to old armchairs. On the walls hung pictures of a family of six. They looked like the Adams family with pale faces and dark hair. I left the living room and made my way up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I could see two doors. I opened the nearest door to me and inside were four small wooden beds. Next I entered the other room, to find a giant double bed. This must be the parents' room. I crossed the room to a large window. Outside the rain had stopped and the sky had brightened up. I decided that it was time to get out of here. I ran down the stairs two steps at a time, out the front door and I never stopped running until I got home. I guess I'll remember my hat and jacket next time.

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