Personal Narrative: Close Call On Current River

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Close call on Current River In the small town of Popular Bluff, Missouri, sun was brightly shining down on this hot summer morning, making it the optimum day to go tubbing down Current River. That morning there were about eight of us going tubbing, my stepfather Larry, two uncles, an aunt, my sister, my two brothers and I. We loaded up the car with the essentials that would be needed; then we loaded up into two vehicles and headed for the river. When we finally arrived at the water’s edge my brother John and I were so excited, we basically leapt out of the car before it came to a complete stop. Larry and my uncles unloaded the cars, while my Aunt Janet and Sister Lorena went to pick up the tubes. John and I decided to jump in the water to cool off while everybody else got everything ready for the trip down the river. We were all laughing and smiling all the while oblivious to the impending tragedy that lies ahead. The moment I jumped into that water, it brought such solace from the searing heat. The river itself was calm not so tenuous, but just enough force that I carried us down stream. Larry told my John and me that it is imperative to …show more content…
Even though each of us had our own tubes, Loren and Brian’s tubes were tied together with a rope to keep him close and safe, which at times was a detriment. So when we came upon the shallow parts of the river, one of the adults would stand while my brother would do little dives under the water, sounds of splashing and shrill of laughter from my brother as he jumped up and down in the water. When he broke the surface of the water there was such excitement upon his face. I could hear the urging pleas from my stepfather telling him to get back on the tube so we can continue our journey

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