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Where the Wild Things Are LbNA #53344 (ARCHIVED)

Owner:Scabbers5
Plant date:May 1, 2010
Location:
City:Phoenixville
County:Chester
State:Pennsylvania
Boxes:4
Found by: RazBunny (3)
Last found:Sep 6, 2010
Status:FFFFr
Last edited:May 1, 2010
**All boxes are alive and well as of 7/2/11. Please let us know how they are doing. The first box is on a tough incline. If you do not have your hiking shoes, try starting the series backwards near the dog park. Happy Hiking!**

Where the Wild Things Are
Series
1 of 4

I met up with my friends, Franklin and Filmore, across the intersection at the park. They laughed at my costume, but I didn’t care. I scared them both away with a growl!

I walked around the park scaring the kids until their parents came. I ran on Franklin’s Street, up and down a small paved hill so I wouldn’t get the grown-ups involved. They wouldn’t believe a monster had scared their children.
I kept running on the pavement around a bend. I saw spaces with cars parked…I knew what that meant: more grown-ups! I kept running straight past the cars to the big end of the pavement. I guess it was where parents turned their cars around. I hoped the metal rail, still in line with the road, and took a rest at the lonely-looking bench in the middle of the grass. Not the one next to a tree…that one had bugs on it.

As I caught my breath I looked ahead of me and saw a tree with a huge lump in the middle. It would have scared a kid, but not a monster like me. I knew better. Even so, I figured I’d better head in the opposite direction. I didn’t like the lumpy tree looking at me.

I walked across the field and saw a path up ahead to the right of the ghost bench. I figured it was as good a path as any. I was right about to start on the path when I heard a branch crack behind me. I turned around- OH NO! It’s my mom! I dashed on the path to escape. I must’ve walked about 35 paces, but I didn’t follow the bend. I went off the path so my mom wouldn’t get me, but I had to stop at a tree with three brothers to catch my breath…

Just then, a sharp tug on my clothes scared me. I was caught!
“Max! It was very naughty of you to scare your friends away,” she said, “but even worse to scare those children!”

She reached out to grab my ear and pull me back home but I shook loose, dropping one of my sandwich boxes behind the tree where I’d been resting.

I yelled at her, taking my stance against the tree, “no way mom! I’m a wild thing! All wild things live in the woods!” I ran before she could catch me…


Where the Wild Things Are
Series
2 of 4

I ran down the really steep hill, carefully following the bend in the path I’d previously avoided. It was scary…well, maybe for other people anyway…I was a wild thing.

At “T” on the path I took a right. I sprinted off so my mom wouldn’t get me again.

After some time I looked back. She wasn’t anywhere in sight! Finally I could rest…

Just as I sat down, I heard a sound. I gazed around me. There were fallen trees all across the path next to the river. It looked like something had ripped them up! I stared in the direction the sound had come from. It was another tree, but it looked like something had chopped the head off its brother!

As I crept toward the tree and a half; as soon as I began to look around the lonely end, a monster jumped out at me! He growled a mighty growl, teeth and horns glimmering in the moonlight.

I wasn’t afraid, but just to be sure I braced myself against a nearby tree. I glared at him and snarled with my arms above me!

To my surprise, the monster backed down and whimpered! Imagine a real monster whimpering! He peeked up at me from between his claws, got to his feet and gruffly said, “Small child. You scared me! How does one so small scare one such as me?”

“I’m not small and I’m not a child,” I said, “I’m a wild thing!”

He looked at me and suddenly picked me up in a huge monster hug! He shook me so hard I lost another sandwich box! How am I supposed to run away without food?

Where the Wild Things Are
Series
3 of 4

The monster grabbed my hand and lifted me up onto his back. We walked down the same path I’d been on, even in the same direction!

We walked, but not for too long.

We came to a fork, one path going up and one path going down. The monster took me up…

Unexpectedly, I heard a tremendous sound, like a car horn only bigger! I thought it was a monster. It blew it booming horn, going *ka chink* *ka chink* *ka chink* as it whizzed by us.

“Don’t worry mighty one,” the monster said, “it goes by twice a night. It never chases us and always follows the same track.”

“I’m not afraid of any large sound! I’m a wild thing!” I said, shaking from what must’ve been the cold ‘cause I don’t get scared.

I heard footsteps behind me. I glanced backward and saw 3 more monsters creep out of the woods! I wonder what they’re up to…

We all walked up to overlook where the huge *ka chink*-sounding monster came from. Thank goodness it was gone. It looked like the monsters had lit a fire here once or twice. I hoped they weren’t going to light one again…

My monster put me down, near where the fire used to be. All four monsters suddenly growled, “You scared one of us! That makes you king! All hail the king of the monsters!”

The monster that looked sort of like a tiger reached behind is back and pulled out a crown! I put it on my head and tromped around, proud to finally be a wild thing!
“To commemorate this wonderful occasion, you must leave something important to you behind, hidden safely from uninitiated eyes,” a bird-like monster said.

All I had was my two sandwiches. They were pretty valuable to me because I was getting hungry. I figured I could live without one, especially being king of the monsters, so I walked 20 paces back from the overlook, past the ghost, to a stump and some fallen brush. I think there was a small tree there too. I hid my sandwich box to the monsters’ satisfaction there among the wood and leaves.


Where the Wild Things Are
Series
4 of 4

“When a new king is crowned, we all make mischief. We throw a party, tromp around and howl at the moon,” the bear-monster said. “You must pick a place!”

I didn’t really know my way around the woods, so I went back where I’d traveled. Back on the path, away from the *ka chink* monster, and toward where I’d started. We passed the tree without its brother where I’d first met my monster. We even passed the “T” where I’d come from after escaping my mom. Going straight, we each jumped over a small stream and continued on.

We walked up a small hill, always staying on the path. My mom always told me to watch out for poison plants in the woods, but I was a monster so I didn’t care.

Following the path, I saw a clearing up ahead, but I was hungry and I heard my monster-friends’ stomachs growling. I looked to my left and saw a pretty straight tree that had fallen down…or had been ripped out. It was anchored in the middle by another pretty big tree. This one was alive though.

I sat on the fallen tree, my monsters did too. I pulled out my last sandwich, broke it in five pieces, and gave a piece out to each monster. They wolfed it down hungrily, thanking me. I was done with my sandwich box, so I hid it by the anchor. I didn’t want my mom tracking me down.

My monsters and I took to the clearing. We walked out to the field on a hill and looked at the moon…and that’s where the wild rumpus began.