Hiding under the campervan

Hiding, under the camper van I was, the smell of green grass is deadly to my noise. Fireworks going off before my eyes. Scared. It was my first time under the camper van in the field.


shaking,It was like I was lying on broken glass. Flat on the grass trying not to laugh as my cousin trips and giggles. Is she going to look under here? Spiders dangling before me, web tickle my nose.I feel like I'm going to sneeze don't sneeze I told myself.

She is in front of me, I'm scared. Is she going to find me ..."Hi Monique" she says "I found you" "come out don't be shy" My cousin talks to the camper van be side me!