One early summer day my family and I went hiking on a mountain. We brought a light snack with us, so we would not be hungry. As we climbed higher I felt more and more tired, so we took more and more rest breaks. When we almost reached the top we felt as if our heads would flow, but we kept on going. We finally reached the peak. Suddenly we felt like we were going to fly. I tried to fly slowly down, but instead I stayed there and did not move. My family started walking down, and we formed two lines. I was in between my sister and my dad. Carefully and slowly we walked down. Finally, we reached the bottom. We were so tired and hungry we ate up our whole snack. Then I felt happy and we drove home.
2/16/2009
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