Bridge to Terabithia,
As a kid, I loved exploring in the woods. My friends and I made “cabins” by clearing the brush from tree-covered hideaways and using old tires for chairs. So a fictional setting where I would love to live is Terabithia, from Katherine Paterson’s 1978 Newbury-winning middle-grade novel Bridge to Terabithia. Jess and Leslie trek through the trees, crunch leaves and swing on a rope across a creek.
“We need a place, just for us,” said Leslie. “It would be so secret that we would never tell anyone in the whole world about it. It might be a whole secret country, and you and I would be the rulers of it.”
They built a “castle,” creating an imaginary kingdom “where the dogwood and redbud played hide and seek between the oaks and evergreens, and the sun flung itself in golden streams through the trees to splash warmly at their feet.”