And the soccer field. I usually go to that spot, for stories or to draw. You don't usually hear anything, since it's so quiet, except the river bed. I was in the middle of ny writing when I started to hear noises. Maybe it's just a tree falling over, but after a bit I heard it again. I started to search my surroundings. I heard voices. I didn't know where to go. I was out in the middle of the bed, in the open. I was shocked I didn't move. I heard their steps, I knew where they were now, their almost here. To the secret base I've discovered since forever. To have my base discovered by some random person. For me to go through the pain of diacovering this path. To have a random civilion find my secret base in less time than it was for me to discover it. The approached the last footing of space between the river bed and me.I stayed their frozen in shock and fear. My one secret base that was mine would be exposed. Good bye secrets that would be all to me. Good bye silent beauty. Goodbye.