Anna

I looked over the edge of the bridge wishing there would be The King Troll under it, snarling his face at me! I had been to every single bridge in the world and all those bridges USED to have little purple and yellow trolls…  This bridge, in Avignon, was my last hope. I grasped my troll catcher net in my hands and cautiously peered over. A huge roar scared every single person on the bridge. This is going to be the best day of my life I thought. The King Troll was the trickiest to catch. This wasn’t going to be easy!