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The woods…by Dom
“Remember Jake don’t walk Buster in the woods,” said my
mum.
“Why not?” I answered back.
“Bec-“
I didn’t stay to hear the answer. I had already started to walk
onwards. As I saw the opening of the woods I shivered in the
snow. I noticed a sign that I couldn’t really read because it
was faded but I could recognise some letters and they spelt:
MONDRE SCEME DOM’L CROSS! What did that mean? As I
trudged on, still trying to work out what the sign meant, I
didn’t notice how far I had gone. Suddenly I saw something
pop up from behind a tree and vanish again.


I heard some footsteps behind me and looked over my
shoulder. I could see a tall slender man with black eyes, a
stitched up mouth and blood stained dungarees. My heart
was thumping and my brow was wet. I ran with Buster and at
that moment the sign made sense. It meant MURDER SCENE
DON’T CROSS!
I saw Buster run full pelt into the dark part of the woods so I
followed thinking that I could lose this maniac that was
chasing me. I ran down a hill thinking that he would lose sight
of me, I jumped into a bush and then hid behind a giant oak
tree. The murderer slowed down to a walking pace and I
could see the sunlight reflect off his cleanly shaven head.


He sped up again when he heard a dog bark. That must have
been Buster. When I had lost sight of him my breath came
back. I felt tired and giddy but I just shuffled my way back. I
then realised I had gone even further into the woods instead
of going out of them.


I saw a shadow creeping up behind me so I ran for my life
again and I dived into what seemed to be a fox hole but I was
soon proved wrong. It was a muddy tunnel and as I crawled
forward the tunnel widened and the stench of rotten flesh
grew stronger. I saw Buster DEAD!


I wept and wept. The tunnel seemed to squeeze me like a
bear. Shadows took me from behind and I squeezed my eyes
shut. I got dragged away into the darkness all because I didn’t
listen…

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The woods dom

  • 1. The woods…by Dom “Remember Jake don’t walk Buster in the woods,” said my mum. “Why not?” I answered back. “Bec-“ I didn’t stay to hear the answer. I had already started to walk onwards. As I saw the opening of the woods I shivered in the snow. I noticed a sign that I couldn’t really read because it was faded but I could recognise some letters and they spelt: MONDRE SCEME DOM’L CROSS! What did that mean? As I trudged on, still trying to work out what the sign meant, I didn’t notice how far I had gone. Suddenly I saw something pop up from behind a tree and vanish again. I heard some footsteps behind me and looked over my shoulder. I could see a tall slender man with black eyes, a stitched up mouth and blood stained dungarees. My heart was thumping and my brow was wet. I ran with Buster and at that moment the sign made sense. It meant MURDER SCENE DON’T CROSS! I saw Buster run full pelt into the dark part of the woods so I followed thinking that I could lose this maniac that was chasing me. I ran down a hill thinking that he would lose sight
  • 2. of me, I jumped into a bush and then hid behind a giant oak tree. The murderer slowed down to a walking pace and I could see the sunlight reflect off his cleanly shaven head. He sped up again when he heard a dog bark. That must have been Buster. When I had lost sight of him my breath came back. I felt tired and giddy but I just shuffled my way back. I then realised I had gone even further into the woods instead of going out of them. I saw a shadow creeping up behind me so I ran for my life again and I dived into what seemed to be a fox hole but I was soon proved wrong. It was a muddy tunnel and as I crawled forward the tunnel widened and the stench of rotten flesh grew stronger. I saw Buster DEAD! I wept and wept. The tunnel seemed to squeeze me like a bear. Shadows took me from behind and I squeezed my eyes shut. I got dragged away into the darkness all because I didn’t listen…