Tuesday, October 16, 2018


Walking across the bridge I slipped. In I go!

Crack! As I landed on a tree I could taste leaves. Tears busted out of my eyes

I could smell the dirty mud. Scratches, cuts and bruises all over my legs. Everything was so saw like I was burning.

I felt sick, cold and wet. I was scared and upset as I got up. It was like a mud bath. I fell again and I had no balance.

I got up again and I went to see dad.

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