The following is a Descriptive Essay written by Sam. I love this!!
My Favorite Place
My Favorite Place
As I glance out my window I view the rolling green mountains and trees stick to them like moss. Cabins dot the rocky side and lights shine inside. Its summer and we only just got out of school as we make our yearly trip up to our cabin in utah. The lake gets smaller as we get higher. Rocks clink and ping against our car and four wheelers dart past leaving dust in our faces. A couple minutes later we pull into our cabin.
We rush inside to see our cousins and aunts and uncles. We instantly start to get hot and try to find a fan. when i walk outside I whiff the hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill and hear them sizzle. I see my cousins play frisbee golf and hear the frisbees smash against the trees. Finally at dinner as we all talk when I bite into my hotdog and taste the ketchup. Later that night when we start a fire I feel the warmth, hear it crackle and see it dance and sway.
The next day we go down to the lake and I see the mountain encompass us as if it was protecting us. I find a life jacket and try to climb into a boat but fall the water biting me and i get out and shiver. I try again finally getting in as I realize I forgot the paddles. I see the paddles on rocks and I groan. I look at the freezing water it was a murky brown and I climb out and trudge through the gunk. I slip and hear the splash as I strike the water and I hear laughing as i get back up. We leave soon and head back to the cabin for more fun.
When we get back to the cabin we get some cousins and play frisbee golf. I hear frisbees smack and ram into trees and smell pine cones and see them scattered around. I feel twigs and branches scrap my legs and arms. Mosquitoes bite me as I try to swat them away. As it gets darker cousins start to leave and I hear engines start and the cars drive away. Later that night we leave and I hear nothing as we all stare out the window into the forest as we drive to grandma’s house.
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