For all of those that don't know what a cliffhanger is, it's a story that ends where you do not want it to. Like at the most exciting part, it will suddenly stop, leaving you in suspense.
This is a cliffhanger I gave to my old teacher to give to her class, I was in grade 6 in her class. When I was in her class, she gave us a cliffhanger and we had to end it, so I decided to give her one to use on her class. Hope you enjoy it. ☺
Hide and Seek
“Ready or not! Here I come!” Samantha called out. She turned around; away from the great oak she was counting at and looked. Looked for any sign that would tell her where her younger brother had gone. There! She could see the footprints of his bare feet running into the forest. She headed off into the dark to find her brother.
Samantha and Jake lived on a small farm near a large forest. Samantha was 14 and Jake was 12, they did not go to school as the nearest school was about 100km away. They had no neighbours either, no other children to play with, so when they had finished their chores, the two playful children would play hide-and-seek.
The young girl followed the footprints in the soft squishy mud deeper into the forest. It had been raining for days and had just stopped that afternoon so everything was still wet and muddy. Samantha squished her toes into the mud, it made a funny squelch noise as she lifted her foot back out again and she laughed. Then she headed off to find Jake.
Samantha was a good tracker; she had taught herself how to interpret the markings in the soil. She knew when the animal had stopped, or when it had started to run again. She knew what animal the footprints belonged to. Sometimes she didn’t even need a footprint, just a branch that had been broken, a twig that had snapped or the smell of the animal.
Jake had run around everywhere, there were footprints all over the place. He was trying to lead her on a wild goose chase, trying to throw her off so she couldn’t find him. Jake would always test Samantha’s abilities as a tracker; he would climb up trees, cross streams and just run around. Jake would always be the hunted, Samantha the hunter. They had always played it like that.
Jake’s footprints had disappeared now, just vanished. Then Samantha saw the footprints on the boulders and rocks around. But you have forgotten to clean your feet brother, She thought to herself. “You are making this too easy!” She called out, her voice echoed all around her.
That’s where you’re wrong Sam!” The voice teased back.
Then Sam realised, the rocks were a decoy! Jake had cleaned his feet on some grass after climbing on all of the rocks around, and then climbed up a large tree to the side. “Very clever.” Sam said. She could hear the giggling coming from the tree. She walked over to it, not making any noise, and climbed up silently. She could’ve sworn that giggling had come from up there. She would finally find him. But when she had climbed up the tree she was mistaken. This large tree had thick, strong branches that you could walk on and then climb over to another tree, to another and then another.
“Oh come on!” Sam exclaimed
“You didn’t think it was going to be that easy did you?!” Jake’s voice called out again. It echoed around Sam, mocking her.
She followed where her brother had gone through the branches and down another large trunk. She landed on the ground gracefully, not making a noise and continued following her brothers tracks.
All of a sudden her brother called out, “Aaargh!” Then there was a thump that echoed all around.
“Jake!?” Sam exclaimed, she started to run towards where Jake’s cry had come from. She almost tripped over a tree root sticking up from the ground and sprained her ankle. She cried out as the pain shot up her leg and began throbbing, but she kept on running anyway. Her brother was in trouble.
Suddenly, there was a large dark hole in front of Sam, and then she was falling, down, down, down. Her screams echoed and began ringing in her ears. Then she thumped to the hard, marshy ground, the wind knocked out of her. She was trapped...
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