My friend and I entered an unusual  forest and we were so shocked by the weird things. But what really caught my eye was an old timeworn bike. It appeared to be wedged in an ancient, enormous oak tree. I wondered how it had got lodged there. Was it that dreadful tornado, that we had learnt about in our History lesson, that had picked it up and dropped it high in the oak tree.

Suddenly, just at that moment, we heard a rustling sound coming from the dense, wavy grass that was around the base of the tree. What on earth was that we thought to ourselves?