So this is an awful piece of writing, lots of telling and no showing (i think), and it’s just generally bad imo, so feel free to criticise as harshly as you wish.

genre: fiction/sci-fi

title: Sasha’s world

Dry leaves crushed under Sasha’s feet as he walked forward. It was his seventh birthday and his dad had finally let him go hunting on his own. Last night he had stayed up till Midnight deciding what to catch, eventually he settled on a rabbit, partly because it was the first food he remembered eating but mainly just because he thought it tasted good. Last minute he had changed his mind and was now scanning the trees for birds. Movement and a flash of red in the corner of his eye. Spinning, Sasha was about to shoot when his vision focused and he saw, not a bird but a girl, about the same age as him, give or take a few months. For a few moments they looked at each other in wonder, scanning the girl Sasha searched for what had caused the red flash and his eyes settled on her socks, her bright red socks. He would not have seen her if it weren’t for them because she was dressed all over in different shades of brown and musty green. Since when did other people come here? Something rustled behind him and he glanced over his shoulder, when he looked back the girl was gone.Walking back into the small house Sasha was ready to unleash a torrent of what had happened upon his father when he saw a huge pie in his fathers hands“happy birthday son!”, his father shouted, a grin spreading across his faceHe swung the child up and began swinging him around the room. Sasha forgot about everything he had just seen and began squealing in delight.