My vandalized bedroom

"Oh, my God!" I gasped.
I couldn't believe my eyes!
I was completely thunderstruck;
I didn't have any choice!

My room had been
ransacked!
The tidy shelves were empty.
'Cos the books were swept away, to the floor.
What a pity!

My clothes had been
crumpled,
And so was the bed sheet.
Someone has ruined my room,
Which I always kept neat.

Then I spotted my naughty brother,
Biting his lips guiltily;
"What have you done?"
I screamed.
He looked away from me.

"I didn't do anything naughty,
I only looked for my ball!"
He lied rather mischievously;
Then I chased him down the hall!

Aranya Dewanarayana
(12 years)
St. Joseph's Convent,
Kegalle