Personal Narrative Essay: The Trip To The Indian Head Camp

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The morning was crazy almost being late to school and missed the bus for the 8th grade overnight trip.The bus was late by 15 minutes and it felt like an eternity. I was rushing like crazy because the bus came late and I had to wake up super early because i had to get to school at 8:00am. The bus ride to Indian Head Camp took like 2 hours. The bus ride wasn’t bad because I sat with my best friends and we ate snacks that we brought the day before. When we got to the camp it was bigger than we thought at first it looks really boring. When I got off the bus there was tons of trees surrounding us. Me and my friends were not amused by what we were seeing because it was only a big cabin when we got there We couldn’t even go into our cabins at first. We had to play a games and get our bags. Me and my friends got placed into the same cabin room so it was going to be really fun. We all got split up into our advisory groups. If I was being honest I don’t really get along with the people in my advisory. We …show more content…
I was the second person attempt the catwalk challenge. I allowed the girl Amanda to go in front of me to see what it is like. Even Amanda took the risk and she was afraid of heights.I went second, climbing up that tree felt like I was letting go of my fears and I was trying something new. After I was up on the tree I let go of my fear and I put my feet in the wire and my hand on the rope. I walked 3 steps and I was about to fall, I would look like a loser if I just give up when I am not even in the middle of the walk yet. People that was on the ground was motivating me to keep going. I was in a bad position because the instructor told me to lean forward but I was leaning backwards. There was no way I could lean forward because being in that position was like doing push ups. I have noodle arms and I would fall if I leaned

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