Stairs
“I’m going on a hike mom, be back in an hour.” I headed for the camp’s green forests.
On my way, I came upon a photo. It had two stairways, the one on the right had a tree covering it. I cleaned the dirt off the photo and found a rough bit; as soon as I touched that part, I found myself falling into a tunnel. Ahhhhh!!! I hit the ground with a tent cushioning my fall. Somebody had been here! I saw myself staring at the stairs in the photo. From behind them came a loud roar. OMG!!!!
You have such a vivid imagination Tisya - I really enjoy reading your work. Why was the 'rough bit' significant? I will never know...
ReplyDeleteKeep up the great work.