https://padlet.com/audaiababneh123/xvkopt6uazeqjboj en-us 2023-05-27 09:21:14 UTC 2023-05-27 10:11:49 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.com/audaiababneh123/xvkopt6uazeqjboj/wish/2606736825 'Got your spade?' 'Yeah.' I replied hastily.
'Let me grab my jacket, and I'm coming right away.'
One day my friends and I were roaming in the jungle beneath the blanket of darkness and the smell of the misty fog.

Walking as a tribe towards the jungle felt miserable as we could be finished off easily by the beasts of the jungle that we used to read about them in fable stories.

Suddenly, without prior warnings, emerging from the dense undergrowth, hustling and buzzing angry sounds erupted, infusing the atmosphere with electrifying energy.

We ran furiously like cheetahs to a point far away from this horror. While running, I encountered a point full of rocks and stones as if an anonymous labelled this place to be remembered and to detect GOLD. I beckoned to my tribe with an urgent cry, imploring them to hasten their steps and join me without delay to tell them about what I saw and thought.

My friends and came and looked. They gave a questioning look as if there was nothing interesting there. 

'Get a grip!' I shouted. 'It's here under our feet. Just go and remove the soil.' 

All of a sudden, a group of more than twenty people
break into the point. They were tall with giant shoulders, big wrinkles, hammer hands, and wide teeth. We were scared to death as we all thought those were the guards of that gold thing. Their eyes were lightening like thunder - angry and furious.   ]]> 2023-05-27 09:47:58 UTC https://padlet.com/audaiababneh123/xvkopt6uazeqjboj/wish/2606736825