Fear While Hiking

Authors note:This is a creative piece I wrote in class one day about my exciting and exhilarating trip up a spectacular mountain.

It started as calm peaceful morning in Death Valley, the sun was shining, the mountain glowed with magnificent red-orange color, and there was happiness in the air, but this all changed as the day went on. Me and my family were spending the day hiking and we all wanted to get to the top, the mountain started off with a very well defined path but as we hiked up the twisted mountain and climbed around the boulder and the hike dwindled on the path vanished. We were hiking along when the path just diapered, gone, what were we going to do? It was already getting late and starting to get dark and after trying to find our way up the mountain with no path we needed to go back, there was just one problem, where’s the car? We  had been wandering around for so long we had no idea how to get back or even what direction to go to get back. Right then a huge feeling of fear rushed over us, an indescribable feeling that we wouldn't be able to get off this mountain before nightfall, a indescribable feeling that we would run out of food and water, an indescribable feeling that we would have to hike on the rocky mountain with no light. We all started panicking, we were alone on the mountain with no one else around but each other. So we started wandering around the area we were trying to find the path down. After wandering around for about another half an hour when we found the path to get down. At this point it was already late and getting darker and on top of that we had to still hike about one and a half more miles. By the time we got all the way down the mountain and to the car it was dark and starting to get cold but we made it back before any of those fear could become a reality. Although this day was filled with us being lost and being scared It was still a great time hiking with the family, and a adventure I will always remember.