Last summer I went camping with my family in the countryside. One evning my Dad said “will we go for a walk through the forest”? I shouted back to him “yes”! As we reached the forest the crimson sun started to set,but we kept going. When we were about half way in all of a sudden it started to get very misty. My Dad and I got separated and we couldn’t find each other. I frantically calld out for my Dad as I thought that I was in grave danger. Then he came out of the mist and carried me safely back to the tent.