How to write an essay on Adventure in the bush​

When I was a young girl I used to love going adventuring. My dad always took me down to the bush every weekend and we collected many sticks and stones to add to our collection. I wasn’t like any ordinary girl as I loved the outdoors even as a young toddler. I was never into dolls and tea parties. Soon I became old enough to venture out on my own. When I ventured forth through the Australian bush land I felt as if I was in heaven. There was nothing more beautiful than feeling the cool air brushing across my back. The leaves crunched beneath my feet at every step. I felt as if I was home.

As the sun dipped down beyond the horizon, there was nothing more to do than to head back home. On my way I heard a screeching chirp. It was the most horrible sound I had ever heard in my life. Sure enough, I just had to investigate. In the dead of night, I headed towards the screech. Whilst seeking for the screech I came across a lake or river of some sort. Looking up and down the river I couldn’t find a way to cross it. In much shame I decide to give up. It is about one o’ clock in the morning and I thought my dad must be getting worried.

As I moved away from the lake there was only one problem, I did not remember which direction I came from. My brain told me left but my instinct told me right. In my past experiences I have always gone with my instinct. So of course I went with my instinct. As I walked off into the distance I could see the sun breaking out in my distant view.

After what seemed like hours, I felt a sigh of relief rush through my body. I saw the country field filled with cows and sheep. In the foggy distance I saw my dad lying down without moving a muscle. I wished the night was just a dream as my dad was traumatised from my long and unforgiving absence. I moved closer down the steep hill, I felt a smile creep across my face. I shadowed the sun from my dad’s face and he woke up with a jump.

“You are alive!” my dad bellowed, “You are alive!”

A joyful glee came over his face. Since then he always comes with me on my adventures.

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Rebecca Short

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