A while back I was riding my ATV just before school began, early in the morning, up a hill and down the hill. After a while began to get adventurous and decided to go all the way up to a place I haven’t been to before, then there was a very steep downhill road. So I decided to test my ATV, which was well over five years old, to go downhill, and eventually, the landscape changed from a jungle like in appearance to a dried up desert landscape. After a while, I decided to hurry up to go back home before school starts, so I I tried to go back up the jagged mountain but without any success. I spent thirty minutes trying to push and drive my utility ATV up the mountain, I began to panic more and more, fearing what my parents would say. Luckily, there were some friendly locals who eventually helped me push up the ATV back into the mountain, and then my mom called me. She was not happy with the situation and told me to hurry up, and that if I can’t get back on time my dad will have to wait for me. I began to panic as my dad is not a very nice father towards me. So I pushed and pushed along with the locals and eventually got past the worst. I drove back home, scared as hell, and when I got back, two hours late for school, my father was waiting in his Ford pickup truck. He was very disappointed, and well, the rest, I will leave to tell another time.
