WEEK 20 The Bird by Tadhg

“BANG!” the shot rang out ominously.

As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was but it didn’t matter now as it was dead. I strolled down the mountain but as I ambled my along I tripped on a jagged stone, I lost my balance and fell sideways. I rolled down the mountain and I appeared in a unfamiliar area. It was surrounded with hills and the bird was lying there. I still didn’t know what it was but it wasn’t actually dead, it was alive. The bird turned its long neck and hissed at me. I ran away and I never saw the bird again.