One day at the weekend I set off, for some mushrooms, to the forest near my house. When I entered the gloomy forest I scanned the weedy floor. I shivered as a little chill ran down my back. It was getting dark as I looked around, but then, I saw fading shadows and heard cracking twigs. As the cruel wind blew the rattling sound of trees grew bigger and bigger. I started to get more and more worried. The next thing I knew was someone standing there…
I was so terrified that I was about to cry for help. Suddenly I felt that someone was putting his arm on my shoulder. When I was about to scream I looked back, and thankfully it was my Daddy looking for me. I don't remember being more happy about seeing my dad ever before.
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