I smelled the fresh air. I could smell water, pine trees, grass, and nature. As I opened my mouth, a sweet smell hit my tongue, so strong that I could almost taste it. The scene in front of me was beyond amazing. I could see a big river. There were large, wet rocks that came in all shapes and sizes. Some were brown, some were black, and some were both. No matter what, all of the rocks were wet. There were small, tiny waterfalls, and I could hear them roaring. It wasn’t as loud as the large waterfall though, that's for sure!
I ran down excitedly to the waterfall. Suddenly, I stopped. I was now standing right in front of a bee hive. No wonder why there had been a really sweet smell!
I quickly stepped out of the way and hoped that I wouldn’t get stung today. I walked backwards, starting to quicken my steps when suddenly my foot slipped.
Splash!
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In I went, into the violent river. It wasn’t too harsh, but I didn’t want to get wet; I hadn’t brung any extra clothes with me. I stood up, and then fell again, the water pushing against me. I was feeling c-c-c-cold! The river wasn’t that deep, but I still tried my best to swim to shore. Thank God that I at least knew how to swim!
Now out of the river, I shook my self. Shivering, I walked back home.
I took a sip of my hot chocolate, which, although it wasn’t winter, I had made. I was currently snug in some towels and blankets, thinking about life.
Although I had slipped into the river, I was pretty happy. Nature is beautiful, I think to myself, and I can’t wait to do that again!
Of course, next time I’ll have some extra clothes prepared, just in case.
The End!
