Greek Narrative

As we stood at the bottom of the hill looking up at the dark and gloomy hole in the rock, we were astonished. I felt my jaw tighten and my stomach turned as I stared up at the cliff. The cave was set in the side of a yellow sandstone cliff two hundred feet above the green forest far below, and we had come to climb it.

“Are you sure about this, Sophia?” I said while my body shook with fear.

“Positive.” She said without thinking.

As we were packing our gear, I could already hear birds calling from the forest around us. While we were standing there with bags packed, and determined minds, I couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy. With that I locked my feelings inside. “For there was no turning back now.” I thought.

I could remember my brother saying “I double dare you to go on that hike.” He said a few weeks ago.

I could tell by the excitement I heard in Sophia’s voice she was convincing me to go on this hike, after my brother said his little evil speech.

At that we packed our backpacks full of food, warm fuzzy blankets, and matches for making a fire. I was now starting to doubt the decision as we continued up the hill.

I could feel my legs start to ache as the forest floor became a steep incline. We were still only a third of the way to the top. After a swallow of water and a brief rest, we continued on our way. “Just look at the view from all the way here! Its beautiful.” Sophia said in an awe voice.

“ I could stay here for the rest of my life.” I explained.

The sight of the underbrush and forest growth, and the trees towering high above was soothing. AS we were hopping over logs and crawling through bushes, I was feeling at peace. We stopped for water two more times before we reached the