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Sucked In - Original Writing It was a wet Sunday afternoon but my friend Sara and I didn't care about the weather, because we'd had a good time at the fair with her Mum and older brother David. On the way back, it stopped raining and Sara's Mum asked if we'd like walk around the lake everyone called the "Silent Pool". We loved it there because it's such a creepy place. There's an eerie stillness over the lake-you can't hear any sounds of life, not even birds singing. People say this spooky silence is because a young girl drowned there hundreds of years ago. She was bathing in the lake when an evil Nobleman tried to whisk her off. When she refused, he rode his horse into the water towards her and the terrified girl drowned. They say her ghost haunts the lake-that's why it's so scary. It's a great place for exploring and knowing the story made it more exiting as we walked around the marshy lakeside. When we heard Sara's Mum calling us to return, I started back retracing the route we'd used earlier. After a few steps, my feet started to sink into the mud. At first I thought I'd just hit a soft patch and tried to pull my foot up to step sideways, but I couldn't move. I turned around thinking I could stagger towards Sara and David. Then I realised I was not only stuck, but was actually sinking! Slowly, inch by inch! The Silent Pool wasn't fun anymore. I was terrified! The mud quickly reached my knees-I was being sucked down! Sara and David hadn't followed me and were still on the grass bank. They yelled at me to stay calm, though I could tell they were scared too. David looked terrified; perhaps being the oldest he felt responsible for me. They stretched out but there was no way they could reach me. I tried to keep calm by thinking they could get the fire brigade. But I was sinking fast and the mud had reached my waist.
stiff and rigid. It also filled me with an insatiable desire to return-only for longer and
I slided off before I knew it and rounded off the landing dock. I sat down to buckle my boots. Okay Kinney you got this. I’ve got to go down sometime, I repeated over and over to myself. My fists crunched in my sopping wet gloves. I clenched my eyes and took a deep breath and pushed
I came down so fast it was unbelievable like a moose that talks which is extravagant.
Caddy was all wet and muddy behind, and I started to cry and she came and squatted in the water.
Immediately, I angled my position and went for a dead sprint toward the water. I jumped off the cliff. I never felt anything like it; the trajectory had me flying through the air for longer than I expected. A surge of adrenaline pulsed through my body, bringing a new sense of life to me. The scorching heat went away as gravity pulled my body toward the water, bringing me a pleasant breeze through my fall. Then, I finally hit the water. I didn’t stick a solid landing, as I went head first into the water. I panicked and opened my eyes under the murky water, only to see nothing but dirt and sediments float around me. I kept sinking and saw a monstrous fish swim right in front of my face. At that very moment, my body went into overdrive, and I managed to project myself back up to the surface.
...The lifeguard yelled, "Keep your hands and your feet together." I sat down on the edge at the very top of the slide, he gave me a hard, fast push and I was off.
I imagined what could have happened, glad that no injury occurred. However, I can still almost feel a pop in my leg or vertebrae compressing every time my vivid imagination takes off at a memory of the incident. I will definitely never ride with someone who drives very fast on gravel again.
I slowed to nearly a crawl as I saw a patch of loose gravel in my headlights;
Tracey wanted to buy a bike to ride because she did not like the old bike she had so she was headed home ¨when she saw the sign that said for sale $99 and it was a bike. it was shiny, pink and white, ribbon bedazzled bike with a silver bell and sparkling pink spokes on it.¨
...e became more and more overcome with suspense and anticipation. Before we plunged to the bottom, we noticed a kayak broken in two pieces. It had been caused by a collision with a boulder, at the bottom of the fall. We were scared to death, because we thought we would hit it and flip over. However, with the help of our fast-thinking and skillful guide, we were able to make it down the fall safely. All the action was over, so we let out a sigh of relief and allowed our nerves to relax.
Zach took an extremely sharp turn, and I tried to follow but slipped on the loose gravel. The ground seemed to come closer and closer before I felt and extreme pain on my
only short and soon there was a paler glow in the eastern sky. The sun
But I pushed on as scared as I was and the ground soon began to increase in pitch, and I began having to climb over rocks and boulders that were sporadically getting in my way as they pierced out from the side of the
two hands just to hold it, it was so big let alone attempt to break
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