the swamp monster

My legs were sinking,  trudging through the gooey swamp . I was trying not to wake THE SWAMP BIRDS I could here a snoring in the distance . Trembling in terror,  holding onto the tree stumps for dear life . Slowly moving through the bog , I saw a boat . I knew I was safe. My boat had arrived to pick me up  “Yay” . I opened my eyes “OH NO!”  THE SWAMP BIRD was looking down at me .  I ran and ran till I couldn’t run any more. I fell to the ground sinking , sinking . Suddenly I woke up . “HOME”