It was cold and prickly. The bitter cold wind hit my face, I had butterflies in my tummy. I heard a seeker say "is anyone in the bush?" My heart was pumping as the precious time went past. I heard the leaves crush on the ground. I felt like I needed to go to the toilet. Then as the seekers went away I was happy. They left and I ran to the toilet.
By Tristan
By Tristan
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