The Moving Hand

Carefully, I went the woods I was like to go in the to the woods to sit under the trees and rest.
I saw a hand poking out of the ground I bravely had gone to look, I was eager to find out what it is.The hand, that was on the ground, started to move I was shocked that it could move. Being scared I gone to get a better look at the hand it was very old. However, it moved again but more although I was fascinated and I like it. The hand, that is greenish gray, was alive.