1, 2, 3, 4, 5" Oh no! Lucas is already at 5. I know where to hide. I slide under my dark and gloomy bed. It is like a cave where a bear feeds his cubs. I cover the visible bed parts with ice cold pillows. As soon as all the cracks have been shut down and closed, the playful sound dropped. All you could hear was Lucas spitting out numbers, as they fly into the bed.
Lucas's voice spat out 80 as the sound of numbers flew away. His footsteps emerged. It was like a bull was about to attempt a charge at me. He got closer and closer but Ingrid did a lion sneeze in her hiding place so Lucas raced away. ‘
Because there were 3 people playing that meant I won. I screamed to the top of my lungs, “I won!”
“No you didn't. Ben joined in the last round.” said Lucas.
“Yes I won.” said Ben.