It was a cold dark night. There were huge leafy trees towering above me. The gravel was grey and dull. The cicadas' happy humming was fading away into the dark night. It was silent you could not hear a sound. I was blindfolded so I could not see anything . I felt the wind blowing on my face as I took a step the leaves crackled under my feet. I gripped the string tightly. I did not want to let go. I started creeping through the bush very slowly until someone told me I had finished the awesome burma trail.
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| This is Jess doing the burma trail |
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