Prickles scratch me
as I scramble through the bushes
against the fence
Should we hide somewhere else without prickles?
Footsteps come closer and closer
louder and louder
as someone comes closer.
Is the teacher coming?
or will you like to get found?
I hope you don't get us found
because it sounds like we are talking.
People trudge back to the start, sulking.
You know the game is not over yet.
They must have got found.
Mrs Pageot scans the bushes like a fox.
Will she find us or not?
Oh no Ruby
Don't go look
or she will find us
She saw you
You got us found.