Eyes on the Prize
The mountains towering over the valleys between them, with the tall evergreen pines trees that covered the forest floor was a beautiful site. The soft chirp of birds was a relaxing distance sound of nature. The air was intoxicating with oxygen, so fresh, in comparison to the air from Belen. Late afternoon was coming around, being out all that morning with the anticipation of finding a bull, all of us anxious for action. With a little bit of disappointment, sadly no luck, I was tired from the countless hours searching for a magnificent bull. My step-grandpa known as pops was driving down the last dirt road that rapped round a mountain before we head back to camp.
The girls, grandma, mom, step-sister Kayla and I engaged in …show more content…
I decided to sit on the floor with my back facing the side of the truck to wait because the back seats were occupied with ice chest and bags of food. On the other side of the truck, Mom was asking, “What do you want on your sandwich?” “What type of chips do you want?” As my mom prepared sandwiches for everyone. I was day dreaming, my legs straight out in front of me, drawing in the sand. I was lost in my own little world. “Angel! Your food is ready!” my mom called out. I came to. Not even thinking, I jumped up on my feet, to hear something …show more content…
The high pitch screech I let out echoed through the mountains like a scream in a horror movie. I was trying to get away. The snake was to close. I was paralyzed with fear my arms whaling myself up against the truck. My heart about to pound out of my chest, my stomach clenched up, and the fear was crippling my mind to think clear. I was petrified, 3ft diamond back rattler curled up at my feet. Rattling its tale with fury to intimidate me, this worked! In the truck my mom rushing with fear to trying to open the door for me, the door was pushing me closer to the snake. No! Mom, I said. The snake did not backing down for 3 minutes, he was a big rattler. I was trapped, any movement I made the snakes head followed, its eye piercing through me. The snakes head bobbing left and rights, its purple tongue poking out tasting the air. All I could do was, be
The mountains towering over the valleys between them, with the tall evergreen pines trees that covered the forest floor was a beautiful site. The soft chirp of birds was a relaxing distance sound of nature. The air was intoxicating with oxygen, so fresh, in comparison to the air from Belen. Late afternoon was coming around, being out all that morning with the anticipation of finding a bull, all of us anxious for action. With a little bit of disappointment, sadly no luck, I was tired from the countless hours searching for a magnificent bull. My step-grandpa known as pops was driving down the last dirt road that rapped round a mountain before we head back to camp.
The girls, grandma, mom, step-sister Kayla and I engaged in …show more content…
I decided to sit on the floor with my back facing the side of the truck to wait because the back seats were occupied with ice chest and bags of food. On the other side of the truck, Mom was asking, “What do you want on your sandwich?” “What type of chips do you want?” As my mom prepared sandwiches for everyone. I was day dreaming, my legs straight out in front of me, drawing in the sand. I was lost in my own little world. “Angel! Your food is ready!” my mom called out. I came to. Not even thinking, I jumped up on my feet, to hear something …show more content…
The high pitch screech I let out echoed through the mountains like a scream in a horror movie. I was trying to get away. The snake was to close. I was paralyzed with fear my arms whaling myself up against the truck. My heart about to pound out of my chest, my stomach clenched up, and the fear was crippling my mind to think clear. I was petrified, 3ft diamond back rattler curled up at my feet. Rattling its tale with fury to intimidate me, this worked! In the truck my mom rushing with fear to trying to open the door for me, the door was pushing me closer to the snake. No! Mom, I said. The snake did not backing down for 3 minutes, he was a big rattler. I was trapped, any movement I made the snakes head followed, its eye piercing through me. The snakes head bobbing left and rights, its purple tongue poking out tasting the air. All I could do was, be