I slowly walked into the dark and damp bush. There were long bright green and brown trees all around me, it felt like I was being watched. The vines were like storm clouds blocking the sunny sky. The leaves were so crunchy you couldn't escape the sound. It smelt like slime and dead bugs. I saw long flax, tall trees, small colourful plants and plants that looked like wire. Yellow leaves as bright as the sun were shining all around me the hard rocks on the ground bumped against my feet. As I was walking two flax bushes grabbed me like I was being kidnapped. I also saw vines like witches fingers.
Hey Jacob I really like your native reserve story
ReplyDeleteI like how you said I also saw vines like witches fingers
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