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One day in June, my friends Brian, Kevin, Ryan, Kim and I were 

playing a game of hide n' go seek, but instead of in one of our 

houses we played in the woods when it was dark.

                                                              One, Two, Three...

   Brian was counting, Kim was hiding in a bush, Ryan was by 

the pond, Kevin hid behind a tree near Brian, and I, being the 

smallest and lightest, hid   up in a tree. Kevin was found first, 

and then Kim, it took a while until the three of them found 

Ryan shuffling by the pond. I figured I might be up there for a 

while.I shifted my position when I heard footsteps crunching 

the branches on the ground.

 ' They found me. ' I thought. I smiled and looked down, 

expecting to see three smiling faces and Kevin laughing at my 

well, hidden spot. Instead my smile fades to silent horror as I 

stare at two amber eyes reflecting in the faint light.

 A coyote has trapped me in my 

tree!

    The coyote growls when I shift my foot to support my weight, 

it wont allow me to move much without being a threat. I want 

to yell for my friends, but the coyotes pack might not be far 

from here, and I am to frightened to make a sound. So instead, I

carefully break a twig from the tree and drop it a few feet away 

from the coyote. It backs away from the branch. after what 

seemed like forever, and a few more sticks, the coyote retreated 

back into the trees away from me and my friends, and I could

finally breathe.

                                       Grrr....

   Brian eventually found me, but before, there had been 

howling, so Kevin wasn't laughing.

They asked if I was alright and what had happened as we left the 

woods and headed towards our neighborhood. I explained my 

whole experience with the coyote down to every last detail. The 

amber eyes, the stillness, the bark of the tree growing hot under 

my hands, to the sounds of paw steps, the smell of greenery 

mixed with what I think was fresh prey, and the coyote's brown-

ish gray fur.

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