Wednesday, October 15, 2014

The Rock Climbing

The whistling wind blowing past my pale white face gave me tingly shivers up my spine. My heart pumping making echos through the cave, in the distance I see seagulls swooping around a big black chugging boat full of piles of fish in a big green container. In the corner of my eye I get a touch of sunlight shine in my eye through a crack of the cave.I wonder what is up there I grab the edge of the cave and pull my self up then I stand up and think to my self am I up the top of the world or am I just so happy that I made it.