One day in a hot country called Canada, a little girl called Bee bee was playing in a park near a mountain.
She was swinging on the swing when suddenly she fell of into the thorns.
But luckily she didn’t fall hard.
The only thing that got hurt was her finger.
It had gone red and swollen.
Her finger looked like it was floating.
She imagined that she floated off of her swing into thorns.
Ever since then she feared of going by mountains.
Every night before she goes to bed she puts her finger on wet ice.