heard that sound again! The high-pitched sound.
Essi and I had been playing badminton until the sun went down.
The noise came from the woods, and Essi heard it too. We couldn't
decide if it was a happy sound or a sad sound. Essi wanted
to investigate, but I warned her about the mud. She shrugged,
and said we would have to be more careful. Philip closed the
restaurant early, and joined us, as we entered the forest.
Just then, it started to rain, and Philip insisted we turn
around. I went back home and soon the sound stopped.
What was that sound? Maybe I'll never find out.