Creative Writing: A Cabin Catastrophe

A Cabin Catastrophe
By Nathan Hart “Where are we disappearing to again?” I inquired. “A resort area named Innsbrook,” my mother riposted impatiently. “Where are my orders of business!” I asked no single person in particular. then when nobody responded I traveled to the kitchenette to gape for hours and never find it. And before I could look back it befell. Squelch! Suddenly I mutter something that shall not appear in the subconsciousness of the brains infant prodigies, nor communicated by children. I stooped over and plucked my list out of the substance. Great! as soon as I got most of the sapropel like matter away from my list, I continued. After the very nettlesome and world-shattering cognitive experience of seeing my packing list

Then to what will be its resting place until we leave; my room! Thereupon doing this I packed the following contents: Two tablet chargers, a cigarette lighter adapter, my DSi, the charger adapter for my DSi, Six shirts, Six pants, One all purpose workout outfit(for swimming), and three pairs of shoes(sandals, water shoes, and regular shoes), And before I forgot I had sprinted to the family room to snag my three tablets(One for movies, one for games and one that was intended for books) and placed those in my suitcase too. Then I murmured: “Shoot, I forgot socks.” I tried, I really did try to make it work, but my five pairs of socks just wouldn't fit. “Henceforth the end of my packing” I said in a mock medieval voice. When we arrived at Wright City we stopped for gas but not for food! Before long we were at the most infrequently used cabin ever! And it wasn’t one of those normal log cabins you see in those weird black and white films, it was indescribable except for the detail that the whole back of the cabin was full fledged glass. “I could swim all day!” I said not quietly at all. I bolted down the granite trail so fast that when it suddenly got steep, I almost fell. But when I almost fell I turned on my side and spread my legs out. Just when I was at the edge of the dock I had almost fell. “What the heck do