It's Like A Wild Fire

What was that?

  Scence the day was boring I decided to take a walk maybe pick a few berries. I grabbed my basket and poncho and headed out. There was a blue berry bush behind the large pond on the south end of the forest so I decided I would get the berries there.

   I slipped on my woven poncho I got at the market for two egg chickens. It was a pretty brown with white zigzags and blue out lines.

  I walked far for a while until I reached the bush. Three more where there since last time. I started on the  berries I picked as many as I could, knowing they would sell. My sister loves them to. After my basket was almost full I quit.

  I love the way blue berries smell and taste. They are great in trading and in recipes for jam. I could probably make a purple dye as well. Just harvest some cotton and I could have a new purple dress.

  Then I snapped back into reality to a russel in the bushes. It sounded like something heavy like a person... But I was alone. I ran after I heard it, who knows what it could have been.

  When I reached home I told my mother and she looked worried but tried to conseal her fear and told me it was probably a squirrel or rabbit. I didn't want to argue but I knew it was bigger than that.