Thursday, October 3, 2013
In the Garden
I was in the garden, just before midnight, going to the shed because I had left an important paper in it. Suddenly, I heard a sound like the screams / of a coyote, and ran to the shed door. I quickly took out my key and tried to unlock the shed. The key wouldn't fit, like it always did. Amid the screams, I heard a child crying inside the shed. I banged against the door, as I heard the sound of running paws. I I desperately wished I was inside my house. I looked through the window / into the shed, and caught a glimpse of my little brother. "I'm coming," I yelled to him and looked around the garden. Among the cabbages, I spotted three coyotes. I kicked at the door, but to no avail. The coyotes ran at me, and I put my arms up to defend myself. I knew that I wouldn't make it until morning.
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