Imagination
I felt the shivers down my spine as I walked down the wooded path lined with trees.As I tripped on a root my lantern almost fell,the flame luckily survived. The cold crisp air blew and the lantern door opened. As the flame flickered and then went out,I fell to the ground in sorrow. I knew I would never make it back to civilization…
“ Sydney,I told you not to play in the woods without my permission!” I looked down at my muddy Converse.
“ Come on,let's get some lunch” My Grandpa said. I nodded.
“Man,you have a wild imagination”.
"Thanks, Grandpa"