Burma trail

I hold the string carefully as I strode in the rocky gravel. I can feel the blood rushing through me and I can hear the river flowing beside me. My heart is pumping fast. I go to take a step over a log. When I get over the log I feel a tingling on my face ''What is that'' I say. I think it is a floating bush. I keep on walking forward Toby is chatting loudly. Then I climb up the amphitheatre I know I am almost there. I walk into the bush I hear the trees rustling and relief. Mrs Cook exclaimed that I am finished.

By Logan

That is what was tingling on my face