I started my hike at 7:30 am. In my backpack, I had a banana, a spare pair of goggles, a tent, a wooly coat and an old, damaged medical box. Carrying the backpack was hard as the bag was surprisingly heavy. After 11 long hours of hiking I set up my tent and went to sleep.
I had the worst night’s sleep. Cold air seeped in through a tear and I didn’t have material strong enough to patch it. I jumped on a large rock and twisted my ankle. As I set my backpack down I realized my banana had gone black. As I wrapped a bandage around my ankle I heard a rumbling coming from the mountain…