Tuesday, 12 May 2020
Week #33 - Kiko
As we darted into the giant, spooky forest, bright beams of light from flashlights held by the police chased us further and further. We came to a dead stop at a clearing with a cliff. The police were nearby, so we hid in nearby berry bushes. The beams didn’t stop; the police were still there, with heavy footsteps racing to where we were. The deafening screams echoed through the cold night, because they didn’t see the cliff and kept running. My friends and I celebrated our escape, but little did we know that we were responsible for their unexpected death.