I could hear the birds singing as I hid in the bush feeling anxious. I was as still as a statue as the seeker scuffed up the stones she was muttering to herself. "Phew" I said as I looked for a better I spot. I then hid behind the tanks waiting until they do what they do best seek me. They were prowling around the but lucky enough I didn't get seen.
By Tim Docherty
By Tim Docherty
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