Monday, November 7, 2011

White River

While I'm at the White River, I see the clear water falling down the damn and my friends all around. I taste the cold fizzy sprite that I'm drinking, and I also taste the crunchy doritos that I'm eating. I can smell the scent of tanning oil that we all have on and I smell the river water thats flowing infront of me. All I can hear is my friends laughing and talking, and my favorite rap music playing. I can feel the sun soaking into my skin, and the cold river water splashing up on me.

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