Deserted Tree
There I was dwarfed next to the enormous deserted tree with its shadow stalking me.
Everything was silent and still I could only hear the
rope rattling against the wood and the trees whistling leaves. I felt a shiver tingling my whole body and I knew someone walked over my grave. I froze in deep silence. I tried to think of jubilant thoughts but there was nothing, Nothing to calm my nerves.
I was frightened, alarmed, terrified. What if something happened like the rope spanned and I slammed in to a blackhole?
There I was ready to get my helmet and harness. My helmet was smooth, I felt it crashing on my head. My harness also felt like an alligators’ coarse back. Finally it was my turn. I got up to the top of the deserted tree. All I could see was my life flashing before me. I was forced to sit down in the icy, crisp air. As I was smoothly gliding down the rattling rope I felt a tough pull. I was alarmed that something was wrong. After all that I made it down from the enormous tree.
I was so proud and couldn’t wait for my next turn.
By B.C
