by John Yeo
We froze, we could hear this noisy approach getting closer, someone or something was near us running through the undergrowth. I looked at Margaret, we held hands and ran fast in the opposite direction. We didn’t wait to find out what made that noise, birds high above flew away making cries of alarm. We ran deeper into the blackness of the forest, until we both collapsed on the grassy bank of a stream, panting to get our breath back. We had no idea where we were. The stream was running fast, there were reeds, rushes and pretty yellow flowers on the banks. We decided to follow this stream in the hope of finding a way out of the forest.
We came to a clearing in the dense woods covered with many wild flowers and lush green grass. We sat down to rest and feeling hungry we nibbled on some chocolate with wild berries. Margaret laughed and remarked how we were enjoying the fruits of the forest, she wondered if I knew anything about a group of very pretty wild flowers nearby. I immediately recognised them as a group of orchids. I am certain these are rare, valuable, Fairy Slipper orchids. “We could make a lot of money from these orchids, if only we knew where we were.”
We continued on our way, leaving a makeshift trail of twisted reeds hanging from the branches of the trees and bushes along the path next to the stream. Suddenly there was an approaching crashing and the breaking of twigs coming towards us from behind. We then realised to our horror that we must have been followed from the cottage~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(To be continued)
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