The Human Knot

On a cold a and cloudy day, the block kids were playing the human knot. We were playing on the rough rocky court in front of our class room. We played the hardcore game because we were going to do an awesome story about it.

I was nervously standing in a circle with some of my classmates with our hands looping around and around while holding wrists. We were all wondering what to do. Some of us started to giggle and laugh.

Suddenly it started to rain tiny rain droplets. Miss King told us to bolt to the tree stump and then to our class  (room twenty two). My favourite part is getting to write the story. Imagine if we don't have taken ourselves we would have felt proud