As Lily and I trudged down to the old school bus in the blazing hot sun I immediately regretted taking history. We were about to walk around the boring museum (which was not to my taste). Our class went straight to the war exhibit, which was quite interesting at first but Lily didn’t like thinking about the things that happened. The teacher gave us permission to go back to the entrance and wait for them there. But we got lost. We stumbled upon a statue of a person, “wow that looks so realistic” Lily exclaimed. But then it started moving….