Near death
Experiences that changed my life would be when I went camping this summer. It was a cold cloudy day at Camp Potlatch where my brother and I had been living in a cabin for eight days with two counselors called Will and Sam. Alongside us were 8 other troublesome kids. “Hike time!” Sam yelled as he opened up our weak and fragile door expecting us to be ready to leave. We weren’t, instead, we were in the middle of a game of werewolf. We grabbed our stuff and came outside. There was another cabin outside. But before we could ask why, our counselors said: “Here is the cabin of kit-kat-la, they will be joining us on our hike. And like that, we left. The hike started slowly going up a dried out river with two ladders to help you up. One by one, we climbed the treacherous trail and went up the dried up river until we reached a dirt road named The Scrouge. Our counselors told us about how it was a three-hour hike there and back. I gulped a sip of my water prepared for the dirty hike. The dirt road became a steep climb consisting only of ropes to help you up the loose dirt and rocks. We ducked under trees, jumped across rivers, and walked on mossy trees downhill until we heard a roar. Loud and sharp it echoed towards us. “That must be far away,” said our counselor but he still took precautions to keep us safe by checking it out, with his knife drawn. Five minutes later and Sam comes back he said he saw nothing and it was probably logging so we continued. Climbing rocks and jumping trees until there was a mossy log we had to walk on with a drop right next to it. For sure if you fell you would be in the hospital hours later. Will was standing next to the drop to make sure everybody passed okay after most of us went, it came to my turn and I was carefully stepping on the log but then I slipped and fell on the log, halfway of the cliff staring at the drop. For a second I wondered why I didn’t fall completely in shock I noticing Will holding me back by the ankle. “I got you,” he said as I stood up and continued the hike. When we got to the end there was a waterfall “Welcome to the potlatch falls” Sam said as we all took a look at the water gushing down the drop. We spent ten minutes throwing rocks and wood of the drop and talking until we took off to go back to camp on our way back three people got injured but nothing life threatening so we made it back to camp. I made it back with a new outlook on life, that anything can happen at any time but as long as you have good friends around nothing bad can ever happen.
What a great experience Nikolay! You have described it well.