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Angel Mitchell Mr. Ferrell Language Arts September 15, 2008 How to Get Sore Feet I sat in the car waiting and watching. I couldn’t believe the weekend was really over. It was great. It was the best trip I’d ever gone on. I wish I could do it again. Alisha, my best friend, had invited me over for a sleepover and we went to the lake. This was the first time I had ever been to the lake. I was a little uneasy, but I quickly got over that and had fun. First we stopped for breakfast at Casey’s. Alisha, Marissa and Kayla, their mom, and I stopped for doughnuts. They were delicious! Then, after that, we walked through many neighborhoods, handing out “Protect the Fish” signs. After walking for a couple of hours, we stopped for lunch. Everyone ate at a picnic table. Lunch was sandwiches and chips. When we were eating I realized my feet were sore. We kids played on the dock, and dipped our feet in the water. It felt excellent on my feet. We played on a footbridge, trying to make it over the bridge without actually touching it. We played until we started walking through neighborhoods again. I was not looking forward to it. Our group ended up walking through sub-divisions the rest of the day. We even put a sign on the door of what looked like a mad house. It almost looked abandoned, except for the creaking coming from inside. I think there was even some screaming. I was the brave soul who knocked on the door. Thankfully, no one answered. I hung the sign on the door. Then I ran to safety. I have forever called it the Monster House because it reminded me of the movie Monster House. It started getting late, so we walked back to the car. Alisha’s parents drove us to her house. We went to bed immediately. After a long day of walking, going to bed felt good. I didn’t know that dumping in the lake could affect the fish so much. I will never litter in the lake. It hurts the fish and that is unfair to them. Because of that trip, I learned what you do can really effect the environment.