Chapter Four!

This is part four everybody. WOOT! I'll put in stars at the end of a paragraph. We continued driving for two days, only stopping once every three hours to go to the bathroom. We once stopped at Wal-Mart to stock up on groceries so we wouldn’t have to stop for meals. I was sick of microwave waffles, but no one gave any hint of almost being at our destination, wherever that was. I guessed we were in the Sierra Nevada Mountains because we were long past the Rockies. These mountains seemed different than the ones I had grown up with, with more trees but less pines. ******************************************************************* We were driving on a very steep bumpy gravel road now. There were trees almost two feet away from me. The road was very overgrown, and I guessed that nobody took this path often. I was ready to be out of the car that I had lived in for two days. Finally, we stopped. I had no idea why. There was no sign of a parking lot, and the road continued. “Everybody out!” Hannah called. *********************************************************************** We stepped out of the car and continued on the path. I was nervous because we had nothing with us, no clothes, no food, no supplies. I hoped wherever we were going they had all these things, including a shower. I realized with disgust that I had not showered in a week. My hair must have been an oily dirty mess. We traveled on with little conversation for about an hour. I was very weak, and the road was getting steeper and steeper. “How much further?” I said breathlessly. *********************************************************************** “About another minute more. Look, you can see it up ahead!” Ms. Coleman replied. I could see nothing. ************************************************************************** When we had continued on for another minute, like Ms. Coleman had said, we were at the top of the mountain. You should have been able to see for miles, but I couldn’t see anything. All I could see was blackness. Suddenly, a deer ran out of the copse of trees next to us. In a very uncharacteristic way, the deer directly approached us. Angelina walked up to it, stroked its beautiful head, and said softly, “Salve.” ************************************************************************** The blackness disappeared. I could see the other side of the mountain. When I looked out, my jaw dropped.