PIERRE: Suddenly I felt something thump against our tent and I got a fright. I put my head out. There was a big huge bear. I called the animal service and told them. They told me not to panic, that they would be there in a minute. I didn't panic but suddenly the tent started ripping. I called them back and they said they were hiding in the trees. I pretended to be asleep. I could hear gunshots. The bear was dead and they had saved us. They brought me home from the forest.
JAMES: Suddenly I felt something thump against our tent. I was really scared. What could it be? Maybe it's a monster, or even a bear. Or it could be a man or a badger. Then something hits the tent again. I say, "Alex, wake up!! There's something out there!" Alex says, "You're a mad thing, there's nothing out there. Go back to sleep." "You'll see when you get eaten alive!", I say. So I went out and brought a torch with me. I looked around. I was so happy when I found out that it was just a branch rubbing off the tent. So I went over and snapped it. I jumped back into my tent and went to sleep.
Pierre, James, these are great little stories, full of excitement, and well written. Now my question, to be stuck in the desert or a haunted house for one week, which would be worse?!! Well done! Mr. O' Leary
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