The Most Wonderful Campsite

• Toby Kelly, Grade 3
• Short Story
• 2015

Scratch scratch. The trees scratch on each other and the wind goes from hard to soft. The water flows with nice calm waves. The trees and grass are as green as ever. I enjoy looking at this distant view.
The river has big ripples expanding slowly. Calm waters flowing along. The green trees and grass grow silently. Beautiful skies with big, fluffy clouds flowing along. It makes me feel very sleepy. I feel like I need to go to bed.
I hear the soft breeze of the wind. I hear the soft splashing of fish and other sea animals. I go into my tent and hear an owl hoot. Then I go to bed and hear birds chirping. The noises of the forest send me to sleep.
There are many things I can feel at this campsite. I feel the grass waving against my feet. I feel a soft, soft breeze against my skin, it is very relaxing here. It’s the most wonderful place in the world.
It’s very sad to leave this place. Animals so soft and cute. This place is very hard to leave.