To the West!?
The Oregon Trail!? It is not going on a nice vacation. Yet Mum and Pop said “the Oregon Trail would be the most brilliant decision for our family.” There goes my nearly good life. Wait a moment, let me back the story up a little ways.
It was Tuesday the tenth of March, and I was in my tiny bedroom with my eldest brother Clarence, my smallest brother Henry, my eldest, and only sister Ella Mary, and lastly me, Mabel. My throat was irritating me, and had I been sick this day. My siblings did not want to be around me incase it is a dreadful virus. So I was sleeping on the ground. Carrying on, I needed a cool glass of water. I slowly walked out of my tiny bedroom, and it felt amazing to get a little bit of fresh air. I am just going to say it is very bothersome staying in a tiny room while coughing up hairballs, or what it felt like. I took one turn out of my doorway and I was about to go down the hallway to the kitchen when my parents’ whom were bickering intrigued me. “Why would you want to do this?” Asked Mum.
“Come on Nellie, this is what 's best for our family. What do you say, in a month or so we get on that trail and we go to Oregon!” Pop explained.
“I 'm not sure,” Mum said.
I walked out of that hallway, “Mabel,” Pop yelled. “Did you ‘ought to hear that?” he asked concerned. At that moment, I didn 't care if my throat was bugging me. I just wanted to know why we are going to Oregon, why couldn 't we keep the life that we had. “Yes pop, I