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The howling of pretend wolves filled the quiet air. People grabing your leg and not letting go. The screams are the worst sounds you can hear. When someone grabed my leg they pulled so hard they pulled me into the bush. It was pitch black and the group had gone I was left alone in the Burma trail. The moon didn't help at all. I was lost for good.

The screams had finished. People were calling my name. I called back but nothing replied I was just going deeper into the bush into the bush and I tripped into a mud puddle and tasted the mud in my mouth "yuk" I yelled then "rustle rustle" from somewhere to my right there where eyes pearing at me. I thought "yay they found me" but it was a BORE with sharp tusks and a wild look in his eye I yelled for help but no answer. My heart pounded like someone was running in side me. I'd realised it was a mask.

I looked at it while the moon shon down and it said PROPERTY OF CAMP KURANGA I was safe so I thought. All was quiet then I remembered that the next group still had to come through so I was looking for the rop. BUMP "ow" I said. The tree said "ow". It wasn't a tree it was my friend Denica she was lost to. I thought her dad might of found her. She said she found the exit. "We made it out" I yelled and to Denica and my suprise we got to choose what our group did the next day. The Burma trail is the worst part of CAMP.

A true story By Sophie Bradley - Bedggood

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OUCH!

The first night at camp kuranga I was going to sleep on a no rail bunk bed in a purple cabin top bunk and I was so scared of falling out of bed. It was my first camp ever.After dinner I got ready, had a shower and all that stuff. But when it was time for bed I was saying in my head oh no. When I got to my cabin the teacher came and turned the light off. Then I hoped into my sleeping bag. My sleeping bag was warm so i fell to a deep sleep quite quickly but around midnight I was fast asleep and then THUD, BOOM and CRASH I had fallen out of the bed. It woke up everyone and I didn't brake anything but ouch! it did hurt. I had a lot of bumps and bruises. I woke up the next morning very sore and still on the floor I didn't remember anything but the girls in my cabin jogged up my memory. But apart from that I had a good time at camp.

! it wasn't funny !

By Sophie Bradley - Bedggood

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Trade is swapping goods from one person to another. (20 th century) countries like China and India are working for only 2 cents just for making our clothes and picking coffee beans and tea leaves.

Fair trade is when people making our clothes get paid the right amount. Same with tea and coffee.(People who live on farms/pick the coffee beans and tea leaves get money for their children to go to school or if unwell to go to the doctors.

that are involved in fair trade are America, New Zealand , Australia and Europe etc.