The mud Accident

It was actually a pretty long time ago, but I will try to remember the best I can. It was at Antalope Island. I was a young, hyped up kid who was excited to go look at everything there. I was running around looking at everything. I saw some people go down a trail that I hadn't seen earlier. I ran ahead of my family and darted toward the trail. The next thing I knew, SPLAT! I fell right into a big mud hole. I was stuck. I couldn't get out!!! I was screaming for help, but no one was coming. Finally, my big brother Rob came and tried getting me out. He grabbed on to my arms and pulled me out. It made a sucking noise! But my shoes had gotten stuck in the hole. My brother reached in and got them. The person that worked there had to get the hose and spray me down. I felt so embarrassed while he was spraying me off. He got me a towel and we went to the car. I had to sit in the car the whole time while we made stops and took pictures on rocks. I couldn't go with them because I was all wet. And that is my sad story of the mud accident.