Joey's+Story!

It was close to noon and the cicadas were chirping their high-pitched cry. The bright, white sunlight was starting to peak through the thick green canopy. Then heating up the ice cold ground the whole hiking trail was starting to come to life. All over there was starting to be signs of activity. “How are we going to get home?” whined Harrison. The sunlight starting to get to him. “We have to find a trail marker, or just keep on walking in one direction” said Joey with the littlest bit of hope in his voice. The two boys had been wandering in the forest for hours without with out any signs of civilization. After five minutes have gone by, they came to a clearing. The entire area was filled with tall grass and a large pond with thousands of mosquitoes hovering over the lake. “At least you can see the bright white sunlight in this area of the woods.” said Joey with much needed relief. “Yeah, I feel better too, but we still need to find a way out of this wayward forest.” said Harrison with a stressed tone of voice. The bright white sunlight was beating down on them and the two started to overheat. “I wish we had thought to bring water along with us” stated Harrison. “We probably would if we were expecting to hike this long.” said Joey. “I still wish that I had a cold, crisp, delicious, thirst-quenching glass of water.” Harrison said trying to make Joey as parched as he was. “We should probably get going if we want to make it out of here.” Joey said s he started to get up. As Joey got up so did Harrison showing that he agreed to move on. It was starting to get dark and the discordant and annoying sound of cicadas were replaced with the frightening and haunting sounds of night animals. “It’s so dark, I can’t see a thing” complained Harrison. The two lost souls came upon another clearing in the woods only to find out it was the same one. “How are we going to get out of here!” yelled Harrison. “I don’t know, but it is probably a good idea to get some sleep to aid us in our search for the elusive entrance to the trail tomorrow. The two kids tried to put up a makeshift tent to sleep in but their efforts failed miserably. The only way that they would get some sleep is under the stars. That night they were kept awake by the loud chatter of myriad species that Harrison was identifying left and right. “That is a Great Horned Owl, that is a White Tailed Deer, and hat one is a raccoon.”. When the rapid identifications were over, you could tell he was asleep. The next morning, Joey and Harrison found innumerable amounts of pine needles protruding their skin. “Today we are going to find the exit to this wayward trail.” declared Harrison in a extremely cheerful mood. “I agree” said Joey still waking up. Once again, they started to find a way out. This time though with a different set of mind. As soon as they started to cheer up a trail marker appeared. A little while later another came up, and another and another. As soon as they knew it, they were back at the man entry way. “Hiking was an excellent thing to do, but I think it is better to do something safer at home.