Sunday, November 15, 2015

Hiding spot

Here I was wading through a pool of waist high grass at the Hannah's farm while running away from the light of the warm house, 
looking in every direction for a sign of movement or a good hiding spot. I never thought I was a multitasking person, but today I was.

"I FOUND YOU." I heard a voice in the distance that made me feel like I really needed to hurry and find a hiding spot. "PING" a lightbulb went off in my head, I knew where to hide, I ran like the zombie apocalypse had just struck until I reached my spot.

The cold wet dew had fallen. it was late and lightless. I grabbed the cold metal handle and opened the rotten green door and entered the territory of the lawn mower. It smelt like freshly mown grass. I tripped over, I put my hand on the cold concrete walls to catch my fall.

After what seemed forever, I heard the sound of the door opening ‘CREAK’ it scared the creeps out of me, then a head popped out of nowhere saying "FOUND YOU."


  1. Wow Lucy.. You have done an outstanding job on this piece of writing. I feel like I am right there with you.. Running.. Trying to find the perfect spot. Well done! Miss D :)

  2. I really like this writing it really feels like I'm there with you