Come on, quackers said to howard. I’ll race you, first one to the end of the tunnel gets to help mom bake cookies!
Howard wanted to be the one to help, he loved cookies, and he loved baking.
I’m gonna win, he shouted as he woddled off down the tunnel.
Quackers let him go a little way before he started woddling after him!
He had a plan!
He knew what was at the end of that tunnel…and it wasnt anything fun or pleasant!
Howard was almost at the end, when quackers called out, stop!
Come back this way!
It was too late. Howard reached the end and splashed into the deeper water, where he was promptly eaten by a shark.
Now quackers would have to explain to their mom why he’d let howard do such a stupid thing.

Written for KL Caleys Thursday Write Photo Tunnel.

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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