Personal Narrative: Meadow Peak

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"We woke up at four in the morning. so we could get to the mountain by five. When we arrived at the base of the mountain, there was no one in sight. We waited for a little while. because we weren't sure if the trails were open this early. A couple of kids showed up so my mom decided to ask them if they had ever climbed the mountain before. They told us that they had never done it this early, but said that we should be fine to go up. That was all my mom needed to feel safe enough to begin the climb. We walked over to the beginning of the path and started are long journey to the top. Almost immediately we hit a fork in the road, we could either go down Meadow Peak or Sunshine Valley. We chose Meadow Peak, because we wanted to go to the peak.

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