A Night for a Knight

Mack loved stories about knights and dragons and castles and kings. He wished he could be a brave knight like the ones in his book. He searched the pages of the storybook, rubbing his hands across the pages. Suddenly, he felt something pulling at his hands. All of a sudden, he was falling into the book.

When he opened his eyes, he was no longer sitting in the safety of his room. He was in the middle of a field wearing shiny silver armor. He held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. He could not believe it; he was a knight! He had little time to adjust to the idea because he felt something breathing near his neck. He looked around and saw a huge, brown horse nudging him with its nose. Mack felt as if the horse was trying to get his attention. Then the horse let out a loud noise and stomped its hoof. Mack looked up just in time to see a dragon in the sky swooping to attack. Fire was aimed straight at Mack, and he was able to hold up his shield just in time to protect himself. He knew he would owe the horse at least five good apples later for saving his life, but right now he still wasn’t safe.

Mack knew he had always wanted to be a knight, but now that he was one, he didn’t know how good he was with his sword. Would he be able to beat the dragon? The dragon landed on the ground and circled Mack. Mack kept turning to keep his shield between himself and the fire-breathing beast. Suddenly, the dragon attacked. Mack threw up his shield and stabbed with his sword. Mack fought the dragon until his arm felt heavy and tired. He didn’t know how much longer he could go on, when suddenly he felt his sword pierce the scaled flesh of the beast. Then he felt himself falling and falling. When he landed, he was back in his room.

His knight’s clothes were gone, and he was back in his bed with his book. He looked at the pages of the book and saw the horse that had saved him. He could have sworn it winked at him. When he turned the page, he saw the dragon was no more and the castle was safe.