The camp on the mountain

After we reached the top of the hill we saw it took hours.

But when we reached the top we saw the flowers.

The purple and pink ones we took.

As we walked over to the tree and brought out our book.

After a while we set up camp.

We noticed it was getting dark so we lit a lamp.

As we watched the sun set we closed our eyes.

When we woke we could see the blue skies.
 
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Morgan D

VT

18 years old

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