Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
"Have fun! Be careful of the old misty wood because when you leave out of the other side you will be lost in a random place.”
“I will!” Steve ran down into the woods and started to swing on old tree branches. He ran, jumped and climbed until he heard a tree snap and thud like thunder against the ground. Then he heard footsteps getting closer and louder. Steve jumped down from his tree and sprinted, while he was running he smelt burnt wood. Then he saw fire. He turned and hit the edge and realised that he wasn't home, he was in a mysterious world.
Suddenly he sees a man knelt down scooping up water and cutting up fish.
“Hello, who are you?” questioned Steve.
“My name is Jack. Who are you?”
“My name is Steve.”
“Come in my shack.”
“Ok, not for long.”
Before Steve got there, the door creaked open.
“Steve, we are now friends. I haven't seen anyone in years.”
“Yes, we'll be friends, but I must go.”
Steve and Jack went off until they come across a lake, but the only way across was a broken bridge. "If it falls, you're covered in blood."
“Was that you Jack?”
“It wasn't me, but I heard something in the lake and voices from the bushes.”
“We need to find planks for the bridge, Jack.”
They gathered planks and carefully placed them over the bridge. They slowly walked over the bridge.
Steve and Jack strolled into the desert and found a shovel which led them to a red dot on the sand. Steve dug it up and was shocked. It was a key, but what was it for? There was a city close by.
As they were walking, the sand shot down into another mysterious world.
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