When I decided to go through the tunnel I never thought it would lead here! It was pretty, sure. But what was in there?
I gave one last look. And went in.
At first, all was dark.
Then I saw twisted branches, so thick no sun came through. It was pretty, and terrifying.
Leaning on a branch, I looked around.
Then I was on the path.
And running far, far, away.
I ducked under the huge pine tree.
Leaning against the tree, I caught my breath.
The I climbed the tree, wondering why it was so scary. How could I lead a dozen girls in gardening, if I couldn’t even stay in dark, twisted, trees?