The River

The River

The goosebumps on my arms yelp as I stare at the treacherous river. The rapid water glares at me demanding me to cross. I stare at the horrible murky water wondering what to do.

I take the first step. I am Neil Armstrong taking my first glorious step on the moon. My courageous blood swells up like the morning's rising sun. I quickly bound across the river, with no worries.

Here is a photo of us just finishing our 3 hour walk.