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BURMA TRAIL-By Tamara Hayler. Reaching out for the rope, we gather up in a bunch and head of into the spooky dark hole we like to call the “Burma trail!” In this haunting adventure we slipped, we walked over and under branches. Meanwhile, I found myself in a tricky situation, stuck, holding on tightly to the rope, half falling down a cliff!! “What am I going to do?” I think to myself holding on for dear life. I struggle myself back up to where I belong, standing up, holding the rope! I carry on and suddenly BOO!! AHH! As we all thump our feet and struggle to contain our fear. Yuck! Then all this wet gluggy stuff splats on my head! Now I’m drenched! Screams are going through my head, and I just want to get out of this horror death trap! “Whoo whoo!” I scream as I fall over onto soft ground, with light everywhere. “Well I guess I’m at the end of my journey!” I said joyfully.