Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1108 Words

â€Å"Ugh. It’s just so hot! I can’t do anything it’s so hot,† I groaned. Mika looked over at me and mirrored the annoyed expression that I realized was on my face. I quickly wiped away the expression and tried for something a little nicer. After a bit I just gave up and lay down on the cement floor of our living room. It was cooler down there so it gave a moment of relief. The floor started to warm up where I lay though, so I had to keep moving from place to place so I wouldn’t start to sweat too much. It was October of 2014. Towards the end of the year was always the most miserable time for everyone. It was just before the rains came, so it was very hot and unbearably humid. During the worst days, I couldn’t bring myself to do much.†¦show more content†¦When it began to dump lots of rain every day, our back yard would turn into a mud bath. You couldn’t walk outside without slipping, sliding or sticking in the mud. Some people might think this very inconvenient, but Mika, Gabe, Tessa, and I quickly realized how great it could be. During that time, the termite hills in our yard turned into a giant playground of fun. The top layer of clay became muddy and slippery, which gave me one of my best ideas, probably to this day. I gasped in amazement at the brilliance of the idea that had just popped into my head. â€Å"Guys,† I said. â€Å"Lets slide down the hill!† At first we tried a few different techniques in an attempt to keep our clothes clean enough to wear another time in the future. We tried sitting on plastic bags, planks of wood and many other objects, but that didn’t end up working out as well as we planned. Whatever we were sitting on always ended up slipping out from underneath us. Eventually we just forgot about all of that and decided it didn’t matter that much if our clothes got ruined. So we struggled up the hills, trying not to slip and slide all the way down before we reached the top. Once we got to the summit, we chose the best path to slide down that wasn’t blocked by trees, bushes, or rocks. We then seated ourselves in the mud at the top of the mound, gave ourselves a little push, and slid down the runway. It was a thrilling moment of