Kaniwhaniwha Camp Site.
Mitchell, 12The rope wrapped around my ankle became tighter as I fell even further. My back was going to hit the water. I came down with a crack, but my friends said it sounded like a gunshot. My back was stinging, the rope released its grip, I was lying in the water. My teacher come to my aid, she helped me to the car and gave me some horrid pain reliever. My friends were crowding me, all admiring my purple back.