Imaginary danger

By Brodie  

One Saturday last year me and my mum were camping and we put up the tent. The tent was up real fast. suddenly. in the camping grounds by dead man’s river. We were out of our town called Cheviot. Suddenly in the river a big black shadow it looked like a boat. But it wasn't it was now green like a scaly crocodile armor. It came closer. It attacked us it was ripping trees out of the ground. It got caught by a fisher men.