Ich habe den Anfang einer Geschichte auf Englisch geschrieben und wollte fragen ob ihr sie gut findet. Denn ich muss demnächst diese Geschichte vortragen..
Außerdem fehlt mir noch eine Überschrift.....wenn ihr eine wüsstet wäre es sehr hilfreich :)
I still remember that day. Well, maybe not all of it, but I never forget that clear, bright Sunday morning of May 18th, 1980. I was camping up in the Cascades with my cousin Rob and his friend Marty. We got up early because Rob wanted to take some pictures of Mount St. Helens in the morning light. He was a really great photographer and he loved taking pictures. So after breakfast we packed our backpacks and sett off on our hike. We moved sowly and carefully because we hoped to see wildlife on the trail. The forest was quiet, with only the trees around us, and the blue sky above.
Aftter half an hour we were on top of a ridge. The view was magnivicent. The lakes and the Green River were far below, and Mount St. Helens was shining in the sunlight. I could almost tough it. Apart from the call of a bird, everything was quiet. Suddenly there was a crash. A small, dark animal ran across our path. ´´Raccoon´´, said Rob. Then a bigger animal followed, very near. ´´Hey look over there, you guys. That's a deer!´´ said Marty in a loud voice. ´´Ssh, you'll frighten it away´´, whispered Rob. And then, as we stood very still, we saw more deer. It was strage; they were all heading north. Rob took pictures of them as they moved around us through the trees. ´´What's happening?´´, I asked. ´´Do you think there's a cougar around here?´´. ´´I don't know´´, Rob replied. ´´But a cougar wouldn't make them behave like this.´´
Suddenly a bear came out of the trees not far from where we were standing. I had only seen bears in the zoo before, and my heart was beating fast. ´´Don't move and it won't attack us´´, said Rob quietly. He took a picture and then it was gone. It was heading north, like the other animals. ´´Hey Laura, did you see the size of that bear!´´ laughed Marty. ´´He'd eat you for breakfast!´´ Marty could be so annoying. It was best to ignore him.
Soon everything was quiet again. But now it felt spooky. Ilooked at my watch. It was still only 8:30. Then there was the sound of a small plane above us. It was flying towards the mountain. A few minutes later, we heard a sound like a train and the ground begane to move.....