A Trip to the Swamp.

A trip to the most desolate swamp on earth was my school’s idea, NOT mine. A swamp filled with exotic animals would assure one less child on the ride back. Our group shuffled with the host as we looked around, the humidity made me sleepy and I forgot where the group went. I had a small container of Pepper in case I had to defend myself. All of a sudden an object that looked like a puddle of Fanta drifted towards me. I let my pepper go before the soft orange crocodile bit me. It sneezed gross green snot everywhere.