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• Willow Peterson, Grade 3
• Short Story
• 2019

At the crack of dawn calmly I waited and waited for a long time. Finally I arrived and I got to the rainforest. First I trotted through the luscious green trees surrounding me for the first time. Then quickly I skedaddled down a creepy track. The leaves crackled under my shoes. Surprisingly I could feel the freezing freeze above my head. Out of nowhere leading the way Miss Kunde stopped in the middle of a plant. “It looks like a green umbrella,” quietly I suggested.
Crack! Then her foot got stuck on a vine. “HELP,” she cried loudly as I slowly clutched my fingers to undo the vine seeing birds loudly chirping above my head. “Quick, they’re making a circle,” I loudly bellowed. “I think they’re hawks,” I declared. I gazed quickly to get out of the circle of the hawks. My fingers clutched into a fist as I scrambled. My face turned upside down. My eyes filled with glowing tears but that wasn’t going to stop me from giving up. Finally I gasped and got away safe and sound.
Then I crossed a huge waterfall. As I slowly walked I stepped on the stepping stones. I quickly dashed up the cement stairs. I finally reached the top. I felt ecstatic. My hands were shaking for joy. I was crying for joy too.