- Poem by Laura, Grade 6

running through the woods (faster faster)
tripping over the tree roots (faster faster)
i see a clearing in the woods (faster faster)
i run into the clearing (faster faster)
i see something in the shadows (faster faster)
it is coming out... 

EEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

out of the shadows it comes  (faster faster)
it is a snake (faster faster)

faster I run out of the clearing faster
faster i look back and see the clearing 
(faster faster) i trip over the tree
roots  (faster faster) i am in the woods 
(faster faster) I am at home in my warm

safe bed

slower

slower