The Day I Adequate-Personal Narrative

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Last but not least I am Adventurous like Pele, a time in my life where I was quite adventurous was when I went back last summer to Juneau,Alaska and climbed Mt.Roberts. That summer I was staying with my step moms aunty named Chan helping her and her husband Curtis out waitressing.Ashley their daughter had suggested that we hike up Mt. Roberts before me and my step brother albert were to fly back to hawaii. We all agreed and decided to go that sunday that we had off. That morning I remember waking up feeling refreshed and full of energy, the sky was clear and the sun was shining bright in the sky. We packed our bags and set out to Douglas,upon reaching our destination we all climbed out of the car and took a group picture.Smiling bright and heading up the path we had no idea how hard this climb would really be. …show more content…
My breathing was becoming labored as the mountain became steeper. Albert suddenly suggested that I take a shortcut with him. I took a deep breath and climbed up the steep slopes grabbing whatever branch I could to pull myself up with.Finally I reached a rather difficult shortcut my brother said not to do it because it looked extremely dangerous.I took a step back and surveyed the small spacings of the roots up the side of the mountain.I grabbed hold of the first root.With every fluid movement I took I believed in myself a little

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