Chased by the Dark Figure

The boy lay there next to his father keeping each other warm from the chilling atmosphere where they set camp. The air was so moist it turned the dirt into damp mud and the boy could feel his sleeping bag submerge into it. The intimidating glare of an owl examining him sent a tingle up his spine. The sounds of bugs chiming filled the ambience, killing the silence giving him a sense of security. He looked up at the twilight sky illuminated by the blinding shimmer of the full moon gleaming through the forest trees over him. Surrounding it was an array of glimmering stars prompting the sky alive. As his body grew accustomed to the environment, each natural attribute gave him comfort and allowed him to slowly fall into a deep sleep.

Darkness surrounds the evening sky. The stars were peeking out from their dark home. It looked as if God took a straight pin, poked a sheet of paper with tiny holes. Crickets softly played their symphony as the world slept. James laid in his bunk, staring off into the darkness. He wondered what the day had in store for him. The night watchman quietly walked his route, like a thief in the night.

As Bill took his first step in the woods, he takes a deep breath soaking in the scent of oak and fresh ash. “far removed from the seats of strife”, not having a warm bed or hot meals even a full night rest. Knowing he had one abventure ahead for Bill and Kats. Both having to hike 16 miles everyday over rocks,trees, crossing ice cold rivers, and hearding the rain outside of thier tend and the roaring of the bears at night.

The kids always played near the local woods, filled with abandon little homes and shacks and long pine trees that reached to the sky. As the children shrieked, a flock of crows answered back with a loud “crow.” The children also felt a sense of freedom as flew around the air as the kids began running until their feet ached. The game that they always played was hide-and-seek which only George and the kids only knew.

The moon fell into the Neverland and you could hear the birds flying in the air as the sun started to rise into the sky. Beams of light hit the windows of Chris’s house as the chimes started to sound. The windows were cracked just enough to hear the blowing sound of a whisper. There was a cracking at the door just before the alarm rang and he picked open his eyes. His mother stood there looking over him with love in her eyes. Chris laid there debating whether to get up out of bed.

“I climbed through woods in the hour before dawn dark Evil air, a frost making stillness.” ( )These lines describe the Image of a early sunrise when atmosphere is still chilly, bringing out the the stillness and quiet. These lines also show how the narrator passed through the the woods with difficulty in spite of the dark chilly atmosphere and the stillness that is seen. Initially the narrator seems to be having a difficult time passing through woods.

She goes to her brother waking him and urging him to come with her back into the woods. After an hour of walking with her brother, klaus, came upon a scratches in trees and at least 20 huts. The two start to run away, but as soon as they turn around the natives were there to stop them. The natives instruct the two children to take them back to the new camp.

Many had made arrangements for new cabins to be waiting for them, others would stay with family members or friends; as for Adam, he headed towards a lodge to spend the night. The next morning, Adam was fully prepared to begin in his journey in making his fame. His plan was to go up north and see what treasures he could find. Four hours into his journey, and Adam had already began to experience a whole new world. He wrote every single detail down in his journal like the diverse species of birds and small beasts, as well as the exotic plants he encountered. As he continued to walk, he heard the song the birds chirped in trees along with the crunching of dried leaves and branches made with every step taken and fragrance of pine cones filled his nose. He was amazed by the beauty of the forest, but what he did not know was he was not

A breeze builds into a wind and the tree limbs begin to sway and their leafs rustle. Birds sound with hoots and cat cries. A hum builds into a chorus of loud almost ear splitting cricket chirps. Tension builds in his gut. He knows, just knows, he'll find something soon. He wonders if he turned back if he could find the cave, but there's nothing there. Why would he want that? He'll come up on something soon, maybe not better, but something else.

It was a gorgeous summer day. the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the world was at peace on the seemingly carefree sunday afternoon. church had just ended and the children ran fast and free ready to play. They ran two and twelve towards the town’s lake to go swimming, in order to ward off the heat of the noon sun. They stampeded through town bumping over numerous people and even one another to reach the cool blue waves. The menacing multitude took a sharp turn from the street to an old dusty road. The trees shook in the evening breeze and swayed slightly further when the children hurried by. Dust faintly clouded out the light that poured over the path. Finally they reached the dock and began to take off and swap clothes. The boys took off their shirts and pants and swam in their underwear, while the girls chose to go behind some nearby bushes.and exchange out their attire. When everyone was in they started to splash one another while laughing and shouting. A few of them dived under the water to search for fish and other sea life. When they came back, up two of them had seaweed, one held a starfish, and two others had a crab holding it by both sides. It was getting a little later in the day, but the kids were not quite yet ready to leave their fun to rest. They decided to play hide and seek even though the sun was beginning to make its descent behind the green curtains that were the distant hills. One child counted while everyone hid and waited. As he counted out

Beau woke up to the beautiful singing of the house sparrows, and soon notice that none of the other squirrels were playing. He then went downstairs to ask his mother. His mother had told him to, NOT GO OUTSIDE! That hunters were out there. Beau had never listened to his parents, and he went outside anyway.

Juana, started to wake up to the sound of the crickets and owls. She jolted up then stopped, a burning pain in her chest and head stopped her from moving. She slowly got up and looked around, she didn't remember which way was home, or which way was, anywhere. She was lost in the dark, evil, woods.

sisters name is Patty. Ana is fifteen years old, her brother is fourteen years old, and her sister is eleven

“We’ll never make it going this slowly.” she whispers, excitement in her eyes. I let out a laugh, but shake my head with a smile, and she falls back into step with me. It’s too early to be running through the village. We hear a rooster from a nearby farm crow, and almost simultaneously the village around us seems to wake up. Ciara and I start to speed up, until we are in the forest between our cottage and the market. We start to slow down as we reach the clearing. The sun shines through the thick brush overhead and we slowly sit down, letting out a quiet sigh. Relieved that we didn’t run into anyone in the square, we reached our destination and relaxed. We heard rustling in the bushes behind us, but dismissed it since the forest was swarming with chipmunks and wildlife. The rustling continued in the background, like a quiet pizzicato, we knew it was there but it didn’t alarm us. Then, a line of ducklings emerged from the brush, one emerging after the other, like that of a round. We sit there watching the ducklings

The moonlight softly fell upon the dark room. The light bring back the little life Jackson´s room has left. His soft brown hair fell down just below his eyes. Jackson enjoys sleeping every night. Most little boys his age would want to stay up as late as possible. Jackson would never know what that is like. He would never be able to play among the children. Many people find it unusual that Jackson doesn't do what other kids do. Jackson wishes he can go out with the kids, play games or maybe just talk. All he wants is one friend. Just one. Especially tonight.