Picking a bunch of berries which looked like sweet blueberries, we took no notice of the sign and I wish we did. I notice something strange about a berry that made me feel unusual. “It’s probably just an overripe blueberry” I thought to myself and kept scavengering. Walking through the feild, I started to wonder... they all looked strange. “they’re probably a different type of berry”, my mother told me. Collecting all the berries, unusual or usual, my mother tested one of the strange berries. It wasn’t just unusual, it was poison! It tasted so sour and all the sudden she was sick and even...
by RR
by RR