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Possibly the scariest time of my life was in the winter of 1994. Kyle, Danielle, and I were walking through the woods. Kyle, my brother, wanted to explore my grandparent’s woods. Danielle, my cousin, went along with it because she was bored. I was terrified of getting lost. Before we started this adventure we all got ready. The woods were in the back yard. There was a brown barn, and behind the barn on a trail was a bridge made of wood. The bridge ran over a small creek. We walked over the bridge and into one of the trails. We followed the trail for a while to the south. Kyle and I spotted some paw prints in the snow, and we thought it was Baby, our Nana’s cat. We kept on walking until the trail ended.