Frances Clark looked up from the flower she was studying the soft jungle floor. She felt hot and sticky as it was middle of the afternoon. Everything was strangely quiet. No animal sounds, no rustling of leaves. Suddenly she heard something hissing behind her head. Her eyes grew wide with terror as a huge python wound itself around her.” Help” she screamed.” Someone help me”
“Oh no, I can’t hold on”, Sammy shouted. He grabbed desperately for the branches of a tree as the freezing water of the river carried him towards the sea. Cold rain was pouring down while the thunder boomed, covering his shouts for help. The bright lightning made the seem like day. Sammy was stiff from the cold
Jake and Bill walking through the moonless forest.The snow failing silently around them. It was about midnight and they were feeling tired. Suddenly Jake stopped. “There is it”, he whispered to Bill. Slowly he raised his gun, aimed at the dark shape, then fired.
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