Personal Narrative: The Savannah River

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It all started when we decided to go explore the river behind my house. Being only two weeks after we moved to the hot, humid, golf town of Augusta, Georgia we didn’t know what to expect of the trail behind the house. The pastor’s wife and daughters came to help us move in. The two daughters, Lizzie and Hannah, wanted to see if the trail behind the house went all the way to the Savannah River, little did we know that would begin one of the most thrilling but terrifying adventure of our lives. We started off on the trail like a pack of hounds. It was a long, treacherous hike through backyards and whole bushes of thorns. We finally got to the river after a scraped elbow and two jumped fences, we were disappointed to find the dirty, muddy water

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