Personal Narrative: The Grand Canyon

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The Grand Canyon, it’s truly is grand. The animals, the plant life, and the canyon’s history is something my father and I have been interested in for a long time. My dad, Erik, shows me plant specimens and fossils of animals i’ve never seen before. He once told me there was a type of vulture that are so close to extinction there are only 20 left alive in the world. We visited Arizona to see the Grand Canyon once dad got enough money to go on a roadtrip. I’m so excited to see my friends there, too. I brought so much snacks, maybe too much, and my backpack is kind of heavy for the hiking trip, but I’ll live through it.

I met with my friends once Erik was finally at the Grand Canyon, my legs felt numb when I hopped out of the car, they were …show more content…

I didn’t feel worried, though, I could run up the trail and find them, it was easy.
I laid back on the prickly ground and watched the dark blue sky turn darker, and the first few stars popped up from the sky. I thought I saw Mars for a few moments. I stayed quiet once my heartbeat steadied itself and my breaths slowed. But I heard something crawling through the thistles, not a bug, and not something small like a fox. I heard it rasping the dusty air around its mouth, and I stood still, not making one move. Maybe Erik wasn’t joking about it, after all…

A cougar, large and beastly, prowled through the thorny bushes, breathing heavily as its huge paws plopped against the ground. I turned my head and slowly sat up, trying to be as quiet as possible, it heard me almost immediately and started speeding up towards me. I felt like screaming bloody murder when it chased me, and I ran up the trail. I was being so stupid, but running from it was smarter than fainting on the ground after it already sees me. My legs never felt more sore, and my shoulders weren’t doing me any good. The cougar flicked its tail and growled, almost as if it were making fun of me. I would,

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