So there I was walking ever so slowly up the muddy hill thinking what crazy person got me in to this mess. Then I thought again. Well it is school camp so we have to do this stuff. Half way up the steep muddy hill. Quick it’s not too late to turn around I thought, but I didn’t want everyone to think I was scared. So I kept walking. I saw beautiful trees and other people abseiling off smaller and less dangerous cliffs, but I was going to the biggest one yet. PAPA BEAR!!!
In what seemed like an hour I was up. I looked down, the only thing I ended up with was a saw and aching stomach and don’t forget excited. Just then everything went a bit blurry. There was a fuzzy thing talking to me but I couldn’t hear it because everything went quiet. My heart was racing. The fuzzy thing said “Are you ready to go down”. I said “yeah”. My sight came back and the fuzzy thing became clear. He clipped me on and off the cliff I went.
I was trying to look down but I was getting a major wedgie. Down, down, down I went, on to the slippery gravel bit and slid down that. Then I got to a vertical wall. “What” I said out loud. Down I went, with a bit of trouble but I came out of that alive. I let out a bit of rope and then the ground slipped from under me. Next thing you know I was flying, I looked down and saw that I was on another wall that had big spikes sticking out of it. I was half way down the spiky wall and the next thing you know, I was in a bit of a mess I pushed myself off the wall and made it off. I looked back; I was only a couple of steps away. I got down and the teachers started hugging me, but I made it so I was alright. Yeah.