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As the sun sinks into the sea and dark falls, Coach Wissam screams, “Go to your tents!” The smell of nature fills my nostrils. I nagged in my mind that I am not tired. I saw nothing but darkness. I ran over to my leaf green tent as I felt my back touch the soft thing on top of the tent ground: my sleeping bag. All I saw was a crowded tent full of sleeping bags till my roommates came in the tent. I lay on my sleeping bag till I heard a small whisper from another tent. Chaos started after one whisper. BOOM! Everyone started talking and using their camera. I thought it couldn’t get any worse, but it did get worse. People started going out of their tent. Then I heard louder voices, and the sound of people echoed in my ear. All the teachers heard us talking; we woke up most of the teachers there. I think we all felt a shock of fright when we heard wolves howl. We stayed up all night long.
Article posted October 24, 2011 at 06:52 AM •
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Very nice describing, I felt the exact same way about sleeping. But when I wanted to I couldn't.
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