I could see the sun slowly fade away and the moon in its place. I could also smell the BBQ’s smoke drifting into the night sky. I was singing songs while the marshmallows were getting crispy by the open fire. My family quickly fell asleep. As it was getting dark, I slowly moved closer to my mom. How long would it be until sunrise?

When the clock struck twelve, it inched out of its den, ran through the forest and wiggled in the squelchy mud.

I could hear loud yapping coming from the bushes. What was that sound? Am I dreaming? I curled up into a little ball and rocked side to side. A cute ball of fluff came rolling towards me. It was a fox or was it?

A beautiful independent write by a child in 3J