Three two one go!
We all ran.
The gravel crunches and the grass stands proud.
Kids talk loud as if they were so confident.
Branches snap and scratch us as we climb up.
I hope we have enough time until one hundred is up.
the teachers are there.
she won't even come and check in here.
The teacher’s voice keeps on repeating
Now our hearts are constantly pounding.
“Where are the teachers?” Max asks
“Max shut up!”
“Who's talking up the tree?
Now we're completely doomed.