'Help! Help!' screamed Vivi as he ran through the long grass. Vivi is 7 and at 4' 1", the tall grass was pretty big and kind of scary. Add the fact that he was being chased by two Fang's and you can understand why little Vivi is scared. He ran and ran for what seemed like miles, constantly screaming for help, but help didn't come.
Running and running. More running. The constant sound of charging Fang footsteps behind him. It almost felt as if the Fang's were breathing down his neck. As he ran, he gathered up the bravery to look behind him to see where the Fangs were, but as he did, he caught his foot on a branch and fell over.
He opened his eyes to see a Fang growling at him. It was about a metre away from him and looked like it was ready to pounce on him. Vivi's mind went into overdrive. 'What was it Grandpa would tell me? What was it? If only I could remember…'
'Fire. Most wild creatures hate fire.' That's what Grandpa Quan had once said. Vivi could remember that lesson, taught one night whilst out camping in the forest. 'If you can make a fire, almost all of the wild animals will stay away.'
So he needed a fire. But where could he get a fire now? The word 'fire' kept running through his mind. Then, the Fang jumped at Vivi. The jump surprised Vivi, causing him to shout the word 'fire' out load. The next thing he heard was a strange noise and then a cry of pain. Vivi opened his eyes and saw the Fang running away, fur on fire. Confused, Vivi got up and walked towards his home. He kept his head down, looking down at his hands. Bump! He had walked into a small tree.
Suddenly, Vivi had an idea. He pointed his hands at the tree and shouted 'FIRE!'. And sure enough, the tree's branches started to burn. Vivi fell back in amazement. He had just made fire by pointing his hands at it and saying the word. Full of a new found happiness, Vivi ran home to Grandpa to tell him about his latest adventure.