My top spot
Sian, 10As I gazed at the big hill I was eager to get started. Big trees surrounded me as we hiked up the hill. I felt weaker, it starts to get dark as we get closer to the top. I could smell the pine needles as they fell from the trees which left a funny taste in my mouth. My mouth begun to go dry, we’re almost there. The fresh breeze already started to go cold, trees swaying back and forth. Conical hill. My place.