There is something about it. The soft breeze causing goosebumps to appear on my arms, the leaves tickling my legs as I part the branches away from myself. I notice that nearby bees echo the sounds of crickets and I begin to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Mackenzie asks, dodging a branch that came too close to her face.
“Nothing,” I say when I realize how stupid it may sound aloud. “We should have worn bug spray,” Mackenzie says, scratching her arms causing red lines to appear where she had just scratched. “We’re fine.” I try not to scratch my arms as well. Her mom had told us to wear bug spray, and neither of us had chosen to listen.
“Maybe we should have listened to your mom,” I say now itching my arms crazily. The one thing though, I would …show more content…
“We should start to head back, it is getting late.” I look up at the sky and see the blue and whites, fade to greys and black. I agree and we begin retracing our path. I look up the hill that we ran down before, and my eyes open wide and my mouth drops down to the floor when I realize how tall the hill actually is.
“It didn’t seem that tall when we ran down it,” I told Mackenzie, who was nodding her head agreeing with me. I begin to run up it and quickly realize that running up a steep hill isn’t the same as running down it. My breath feels trapped, so I slow down and take a few deep breaths and shut my eyes tight. I concentrate on how peaceful and relaxed I feel at this moment. The birds chirp in a nearby tree, and the mud feels squishy under my sneakers. I continue trudging up the hill and at last, we reach the top. I touch the sign that says “Crescent Trail” as a sort of sign of finishing. Mackenzie laughs when we can finally see all of the houses, and we congratulate ourselves for making it. I look back down on the trail and suddenly I understand how much I want to remember what it felt like to complete the trail. I frantically look around for something, anything to remind me what it felt like. I look down on my arm and see a giant red bug bite. I smile, knowing that every time I go to scratch it, I will know it was from the
“What’s so funny?” Mackenzie asks, dodging a branch that came too close to her face.
“Nothing,” I say when I realize how stupid it may sound aloud. “We should have worn bug spray,” Mackenzie says, scratching her arms causing red lines to appear where she had just scratched. “We’re fine.” I try not to scratch my arms as well. Her mom had told us to wear bug spray, and neither of us had chosen to listen.
“Maybe we should have listened to your mom,” I say now itching my arms crazily. The one thing though, I would …show more content…
“We should start to head back, it is getting late.” I look up at the sky and see the blue and whites, fade to greys and black. I agree and we begin retracing our path. I look up the hill that we ran down before, and my eyes open wide and my mouth drops down to the floor when I realize how tall the hill actually is.
“It didn’t seem that tall when we ran down it,” I told Mackenzie, who was nodding her head agreeing with me. I begin to run up it and quickly realize that running up a steep hill isn’t the same as running down it. My breath feels trapped, so I slow down and take a few deep breaths and shut my eyes tight. I concentrate on how peaceful and relaxed I feel at this moment. The birds chirp in a nearby tree, and the mud feels squishy under my sneakers. I continue trudging up the hill and at last, we reach the top. I touch the sign that says “Crescent Trail” as a sort of sign of finishing. Mackenzie laughs when we can finally see all of the houses, and we congratulate ourselves for making it. I look back down on the trail and suddenly I understand how much I want to remember what it felt like to complete the trail. I frantically look around for something, anything to remind me what it felt like. I look down on my arm and see a giant red bug bite. I smile, knowing that every time I go to scratch it, I will know it was from the