Once there was a kid named Tom. He lived near a forest. Tom was obsessed with catching Big Foot after one of his neighbours claimed to have seen him with a stick and some potatoes. At dinner he told his mum and dad he was going to camp outside tonight. His mum said “have you got a sleeping ba..” Before she could say anything else he was out the door. Five minutes later he rang his mam “which way to the shops?”, it panted as if he had just ran a marathon. Ten minutes later he came in the door soaked.