The last night poem. By Anika.

Last night, I went to the pools and I stood on the stools. I looked over the wall and I saw people call.they were typing and texing googling and xing.on one girls side she had an elephant, who was intelegent and who was picking and kicking apples.the elephant had a crown but then a frown.then,I got of the stool.I looked around but soon fell on the ground and scratched myself.so I patched it with a bandaid.