About one year ago, I was invited to go on a trip with one of my best friends. SHe invited me to a small town in northern Arkansas. I do not remember the name of this town, but i do remember how much it made me realize I love being outdoors.
Blakely, my friend, called me one day asking if I would go on this trip for three days to this small, country town. I agreed. So for the next couple of hours, we were talking about all the things we would do. We would hang out by the creek, walk around the little cabin we were staying at, roasting marshmallows when the sunset and it was time to bring out our jackets. I could not wait. It had been so long since i had taken a break from my everyday life. …show more content…
We helped her parents load up the car and we were off. It took three and a half hours to get there, but when we finally did; it was definitely worth the drive.
“Wow,” I said, absolutely blown away at how beautiful the trees looked. It was a mixture of greens, yellows, oranges, and reds.
“I know, isn’t is amazing?” my friend asked