Mountain Story

I sat down on the cool forest floor and cried. I finally had to admit it—I was lost and alone on  MOUNTAIN NAME and it was all my fault. If I hadn’t wandered off to follow that  ANIMAL , I would be heading back to our  ADJECTIVE van with the rest of my family. I wondered, “Do they even realize I am not with them? Is my mom crying and  ADJECTIVE ?” There were so many of us in the group that things seemed kind of crazy with kids  VERB and  VERB all over the place. Maybe they don’t even know I’m missing! A wave of panic came over me. Maybe they aren’t even looking for me! I  VERB up and spun around, trying to decide which way to run. Then I stopped. I realized I had no idea which direction to go. Slowly, I sat back down on the ground, and I took a deep breath. Once I got myself together, I decided to dig through my  NOUN, praying I would find something to save me. The first thing I pulled out was my  NOUN. I turned it upside down and it was empty. That was  ADJECTIVE news—every human needs water to survive, so I would have to find water soon. I continued digging in my  NOUN. Next, I pulled out my  NOUN. Now, that was a good thing to have. It was already clouding over and getting windy and felt like it would rain. I put my  NOUN on and looked in my  NOUN one more time. The last thing in my pack was my  NOUN. I flipped through the pages  ADVERB , not really sure what I was looking for. I stopped at a page with a picture of a  NOUN. That’s what I needed! It would keep me warm, keep the  NOUN away, and protect me from the rain that was threatening to start any minute. My stomach growled and suddenly I realized I had no food. How was I going to eat? I could feel the panic creeping back up my spine, but I wouldn’t let it! I had to stay calm to  VERB I picked up my book again and read the page carefully about making a shelter. I started walking around in bigger and bigger circles searching for  PLURAL NOUN and  PLURAL NOUN . I started to build my mountain home, but I hoped I wouldn’t need it for long. My survival guide suggested building up against a couple of trees or a large rock. Luckily for me, there was a big boulder nearby. “OK,” I thought, “Let’s get to work!” I grabbed the first,  ADJECTIVE branch in my hand. I took a deep breath and lifted it over my head to rest against the  ADJECTIVE flat rock. It gently rolled side to side, almost falling off the boulder. I rested my other hand on top to stop it from falling. I repeated the steps with new branches. Soon, my structure was sturdy because the branches held each other in place. On and on it went like this, I broke a sweat and took my  NOUN off, wanting to keep it dry for later. My muscles ached more with each new branch I put on top to build my shelter, but I felt confidence building inside of me. I was determined to survive. Giving up was not an option.