Short Story

       Today the teacher is going to take us to a forest to study. A horde of students were lined up after the bus. When we got there, the teacher start to fathom us some weird plant and which plant is edible. We see one stranger giving us a derisive look at us. We ran away from him. At the end of the day, we receding from the forest and go home. At night I still think about the stranger.