It's Just a Little Log

Last week the upperclassmen took a trip to Tampa. On Thursday, we went to Weedon Island State Preserve. We split up and went on a nature walk. On our walk Anthony, one of my friends, decided to scare everyone. He found a broken branch which looked more like a huge log. He picked it up and threw it into a bush. Leandra jumped at the sound. The funny part is that she saw Anthony pick the branch up, but she still jumped. Marckenson, another friend, jumped and screamed. He ran away from the source of the noise and movement. He later told us that he thought it was a giant animal. I believe I was the only one besides the perpetrator Anthony, who didn’t get frightened a little. After that mishap we continued on our nature walk. Anthony continued to try and frighten us but it but it didn’t work after the first time. At one point we believed we were lost. We were searching for Observation Tower, where we would be able to see all of the State Preserve. We were convinced we got lost but refused to turn around. So we continued on our journey to a destination unknown. When we finally reached our destination it was just a bay, not Observation Tower. After a minute of looking at it we just wanted to get back. We made our trek back to the building we started from. It was over. Later that day, we had someone who actually made it to Observation Tower show us the way. In the end, my journey wasn’t in vain. I eventually got to my original destination after some sweat—scratch that—a lot of sweat and a little bit of pain. -Nicole