“…so then I forgot it was leap year!” I finished as Mr Scoffing was pushed off the cliff, face red with anger and fear,
“Oh dear.” He mocked as he fell to his death. Then the forestpeople started dragging me away,
“You have helped us destroy the cities but you too must die! Bring out the tigers!” cried the forestmen. I was surprised how little it hurt. It felt like leaving an old friend though. My parents would have been sad how young I died but I felt fine. It’s funny how big a small thing can seem.
By Grace - Ash Class.