One special autumn night, I was going to my gran's. when suddenly I saw something, something weird , something I had never seen before. I slowly turned and walked toward it but the ferocious wind pushed me back. Where's this wind come from? I thought to myself. I tried again to get to the object, but the wind got stronger still.

Then the mountain I was on began to shake, everything around me was falling down. I didn't know what to do. The rocks began to crumble towards me. I was hopeless. Just then I awoke realising it was a dream.

the ferocious wind