Teachers On the GO

Cautiously I crept towards the door of our tent and slowly unzipped a tiny hole at the bottom. My heart beating like a drum. Just as I was about to crawl out I hear mumbling. Two teachers with flashlights as bright as the stars in the pitch black night , as they walked  past talking about someone's shelter blowing down in the rushing wind. At that very moment I'm thinking

OH NO I’M DOOMED

Suddenly I hear a snap, loudly they hurried to the tent next to us. Phew that was close.