An unforgettable trip
One hot dreamy afternoon, when everything seemed to be asleep, I set out to see how far I could climb over the hills before dark. I love climbing. I love overcoming my fear, but that day I had mixed feelings, nevertheless I decided to go. I grabbed necessary equipment and went to the trip of my life.
The weather was glorious. I heard everywhere chirping birds, a faint smell of mushrooms wafted up from the forest. I was really in good mood. When I reached the top I was bombarded with a bewildering variety of gorgeous sights. I had never before experienced such an enjoyable feeling.
It was getting dark, so I was forced to pitched a camp. Than unexpectedly the weather changed. It started raining and horrible wind was blowing into my face. I decided to go down as fast as I could, suddenly I realized that I lost my way. I didn’t know where I was, but it was only writing on the wall. To make matters worse I slipped and rolled down into some cave and I lost my consciousness. When I woke up I was awake to this dreadful situation. I was trapped. Everywhere was dark and I couldn’t see anything. I had some matches in my pocked, so I took it out and try to struck a mach, but everything was waterlogged, even I, because I was wet as a drowned rat. I had no exit. After a few hours screaming I lost hope for any help. Then to my surprise I heard something, it was somebody’s voice so I started shouting I saw only a man… Nothing else… again I lost my consciousness.
Surprisingly I woke up in warm bed in hospital. Suddenly into my room entered a lot of journalists with cameras. It turned out that I discovered ancient ruins of shrine. It was a blessing in disguise. I’m really happy that I survive. Now I’m lucky woman because I could make something good for our history.
