My two best friends, Lindsay and Kyle, were both with me planning on going on another adventure around our town, Mill Creek, which, in most places, you would see as a wealthy town. Except for us. Lindsay and Kyle both lived in apartments and I live on a dead end street in a long dark navy blue rambler. We banded together as the loners of Heatherwood mid, Kyle being a grade higher than us though. Lindsay and I met in 5th grade, back at my elementary school, she was the other nerdy half-Asian loner girl with long dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and glasses. I guess glasses were just our thing because when Kyle joined our little group. He, too, wore glasses. But he was the medium in our group, being about half a foot taller than …show more content…
This stream was bigger though, being both wider and deeper, yet not enough to be called a river. Of course, we had to explore this one two, leaving not an inch of the forest unchecked. We followed this stream down its twists and turns, over and under fallen trees and roots, the water slowly climbing up to our waists. I could no longer feel my toes and about half my legs, but I didn’t have time to think about that, we were on an adventure. We slowly made our way towards the end, the water no longer flowed here. Dark water up to our waists, stepping from tree root to tree root, feeling the sharp rocks with our toes and a gentle brush on your leg by a… well I’m not too sure what that was… but we kept going. The water turned to a small circle of water, surrounded by horsetails and other plants. Guess it was time to turn back. I turned to them and spoke, for the first time, having been distracted by the task at hand, and said, “… so… Y’know there could be like… snakes swimming around in here… and we’re just like, “Where’s the next adventure?”” We weren’t the smartest