air. There it was; she could see it! So Eliana stretched once more and finally she felt the smooth cover page touch her fingertips. She stretched and stretched and yanked at the book, but it wouldn’ t move. It was caught on a branch. Eliana groaned and leapt to her feet.
“ What a perfect way to end the perfect day!” she snapped to herself as she marched to the other side of the bush. Eliana inched her way down the steep hill that the bushes were plopped on top of. The hill sloped down, down, down and was covered in dirt, surrounding the thin trees above her that looked as if they were planted at random. Eliana’ s eyes grew wide at the sight of the steep hill; if she slipped even slightly she would tumble and hurt herself badly. But either way, she squatted near the back of the bush, her left foot below her, keeping her stable as she reached for her workbook. Finally she got it, and she stood up and observed the cover page triumphantly. Eliana exhaled.“ Got it,” she tweeted. But to her misfortune, her left foot slid out from under her. Eliana gave a high-pitched yelp and began to roll down the steep hill. She tumbled over and over and over again until she splatted flat on her side at the bottom. Moaning in pain, Eliana wobbled to her feet and swiped the leaves and dirt out of her pigtails and off of her navy blue T-shirt. Pain flooded the muscles in her shoulders and side, and she rubbed her hands in discomfort. Eliana looked up and around at exactly where she was, for it was darker than where she’ d come from. All she could make out was a large bush wall and the hill directly behind her. Curious, indeed. The wall extended all the way down to her left and all the way down to her right, running parallel with the road back up above