The Long Journey

As I step foot into the forest I realise I’m free from my family, free from people telling me what to do.

We walk further, the path slowly disintegrates into a giant rocky slab covered in moss called White's Rock.

The birds sound louder , I can start to hear the falls. 

As we walked closer, the falls started to emerge out of the thick fog, they were bigger than I ever imagined. 

I strolled further but there was no ground, it was gone because there was a huge waterfall in the path.

I walked back, I ran and took the leap of faith, I closed my eyes and there I was on the other side of the waterfall. 

The water drops from the top of the waterfall and then “crash'' as the waterfall hits the lake like someone doing a belly flop.

We walked further, we took off our backpacks and started walking along the falls.

The gushing water got so loud it was like a jet engine, I could hardly hear my friends talking.

We climbed back up a giant mountain, after a while we found a perfect place to camp.

As the sun fell to the ground, we dropped our backpacks and started to build our tents.

As soon as we all woke up, we lifted up our backpacks and swung them on.

As we walked further another path started to emerge, we found mushrooms of all colours from dark lavender to blood red, some even had white spots on them.

We came to a path that wrapped around the mountain Rocky Ned, as we got to the top we could see every were we have been.

From White's Rock to Rocky Ned, and down to the valley were the waterfall lay.