Once I went hiking in the woods
Where trees hung over me
There were weird flowers everywhere
And brambles scraped my knee.
 
There were strange noises in the air
And it smelt like flesh and bone
Big creepy eyes peered out at me
I felt haunted, alone.
 
Then suddenly out of the silence 
I heard a lone low growl
I thought it was a tame dog
Or possibly an owl.
 
But as the sound got nearer
Getting louder and louder still
I remembered something the counsler
Had told me, Tim, and Jill:
 
"There is one thing in this forest
That you need to watch out for
It's terrible, mean, and vicious
And called a 'Grinxitore'"
 
I knew this must be a Grinxitore
It was just like he had said
When I realized this I stopped dead in my tracks,
Gathered my wit, and fled.
 
I ran faster then ever I've run.
The whole time hearing behind
Footsteps gaining fast on me
On gravel - GRIND, GRIND, GRIND
 
I recalled another thing Counslor had said
About the Grinxitore:
"It's not afraid of one person
But stays away from more!"
 
As I ran I felt a tug on my belt
And then my spine went crrrack
And I greatly regretted leaving the group
As everything went black.
 
             Alternate Ending:
 
As I rounded a bend I saw the group
I waved and I saw my friend grin
The footsteps behind slowly faded away
And I realized how lucky I'd been.