It was night. James lived in a house next to a forest. Then one night he went. Despite the spookiness, he carried on in the dark forest. James was scared, but continued on in the windy, dark forest still. Although trees was in his way he still saw a house, it was his house. He tried to get home, but before he reached it he got banged on his own head, by a robot, when he just looked, then fell asleep. Once Jame woke he saw the sun, the light, OH, the light was SO bright, it was like a desert. When James arrived home his parents were pleased to see him, because they didn’t see him in bed last night.