I'll always remember that Summer. I was only seven years old and my outlook on life was not tainted by money nor death. Still pure and innocent, I had waited for the last three weeks of school to roll by and then I would be free. Free of stuffy old classrooms with rickety chairs and ancient desks, losing the battle against the woodworm which would in the end be the cause for them to be thrown out, fed to the ever-hungry fire; the flames dancing with anticpation for more fuel to be added.
Though each day seemed long and tedious then, as I look back time truly did fly by as I daydreamed of the adventures that I would have during the Summer. This Summer would be mine, the weather would be sunny during the day with a light breeze, so as I would not be too warm nor too cold. The night skies would be clear and I would be able to look at all the constellations from 'the great bear' and 'the little bear' to 'Orion the hunter.' My father had many times pointed them out to me the previous Winter, but most of the Winter had been cold and cloudy. Spring had been no better with the fresh rain-clouds hiding from view the glittering stars. But my Summer would be different.
Finally the day came and I was set free, like an animal that has been set free after long years in captivity, I loped through the fields skipping and jumping. My heart was joyous for my Summer had begun.
During the Summer, I was in grave danger many times from bright-green dragons breathing red fire and old, shaggy trolls with their yellow teeth trying to bite me. As I was invariably a shining knight in armour or a great warrior with my trusty shield and gleaming sword I would always beat those who wished to harm me. I could defeat all of these magical creatures except one who hypnotised me into doing things that I didn't want to do, well that's the way it seemed.