The summer of 2015 was the scariest summer I ever had. School was out so I decided to embark on a much anticipated camping trip with my friends Melvin, Tom, Danny, Tasha, and Brenda .We stayed up for hours planning, preparing. July 20th finally arrived we jumped in my car and drove the five miles to River rock mountain. On arrival we speedily got out of the car in awe. The sweet music of the birds bombarded us everywhere we turned. We felt the soft fresh breeze on our faces, we heard the rumbling of the nearby river, and knew we had chosen the right place to camp. We turned to each other with beaming smiles. We were ready for this adventurous weekend. We swiftly put up our tents for dusk was slowing approaching One for the …show more content…
Now!” I shouted we rushed into our tents and started grabbing our stuff, when we heard a small feeble voice calling out, “hello, hello, don’t’ be afraid I’m just trying to warn you about the bridge it’s fragile and could break at any time. I live on the other side of the river and saw your small contingent approaching so I decided to warn all of you of the danger please, don’t be scared”. Brenda slowly crept out of the tent followed by Tasha and I in tow. We realized the guys were already outside conversing with the frail looking man. Looking closely at him I realized he was not so scary after all. We thanked the kind man for his act of kindness, but decided to cut our camping trip short and return to the safety of our homes. It was just too much for us, we couldn’t stay one more night because of the fright we had. Our amazingly planned weekend of camping fun, turned out to be the scariest summer weekend camping for all of us.
One look at this image and I decided to use it. I wrote a story about the bridge. But I’ll try to be a bit more descriptive.
This looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie. The bridge looks like it’s ready to crumble. This photo was taken in the wee hours of the morning, in a forest with very tall trees looming. The bridge was built very long ago, and it was a means of getting across from one side of the river to the next, but has been abandoned for quite some time. Anyone who came across this bridge would be scared,