THE BOY WHO STOLE THE WILD
One day me and Eleanor were climbing down from our home in the great tree. We were on a mission to gather food. We were walking slowly. Timmy the youngest was pointing to his mouth and going awm nom. I shushed him about 27 times but he would not be quiet.
We snuck onto the bird feeder nearby. I made a leap and boom I was on the ground again. Timmy and eleanor were on the ground next to me in a whirl of blackness. I opened my eyes enough to see stars circling my head like monsters. I got up and said what happened. You fainted said Eleanor.
Then suddenly we heard a rumbling noise like a lawn mower. Run for the tree I said. But I’m not gonna leave you here said Eleanor. Just go I said I’m your father and I want to keep you safe. Okay shouted Eleanor. Run Tim I shouted. No he protested. But you have to I shouted. Then Eleanor swooped in grabbed Timmy and ran towards the tree.