As I enter the forest, I can’t help but be amazed. Pine needles litter the ground forming a new floor and the smell of sap fills the air. The sound of distant gurgling water and birds speaking to one fill the air the forest is a beautiful place. The birds chirp as he walks through the forest asking what he is doing? and when the rain will fall?. The forest is like a dream I feel as if I might wake up from at any moment.
This is where he will make his stand surrounded by the trees which helped him survive. The sound of machines drown out the birds and the smell changes from sap to smoke the ground rumbles as the engines get closer. Then they are upon me the crazed maniacs drive straight for me and I start running. Run, run, run and run that is the only thing in my mind. If they catch me I’m dead if they don’t I’ll be wanted for life.
“Why did I take that statue? I’m such an idiot” I stumble and I fall down the back towards the river and away from the maniacs there is a deafening crack as a bullet whizzes past my head and I’m in the water and swimming as fast as possible. I had escaped.
