Hi! This is Avery Shellist, A.K.A. me! I now only have two fish+ poor little Champ died! In good news, Cornflake laid an egg! It was really exciting! I am going to Rachil’s house today! I am really excited! If my mom is reading this: I love you and I’ll be sure to call you tonight. By the way, I forgot to put my research from last week on here. I hope you enjoy!
This day was going to be perfect. The kind of day of which I’ve dreamed since I was little. Like all stories, this went horribly wrong. I wanted this to be a very special time with my friend, Rachil. We were in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest, having a two week long campout. We are only fifteen, and this was horrifying to both of us. This catastrophe really changed our trip, and our lives.
“DON’T EAT THAT!” I yelled, “That’s poison ivy, not bromeliad!”
“Oh, I’m so confused! Are you positive? It looks like bromeliad.”
“UGH! Bromeliads grow on trees, plus, they are giant flowers!”
“Sorry. I know something that we can agree on, some meat. Goodness, I’m starving! I could swear I heard a rabid jaguar!”
Ironically, a jaguar stood behind her, its mouth heavily foaming. She turned around just in time.
We ran just in time to avoid the sick beast. “Wait! Do you have the map?” She nodded and held it out. Just then, a rabid roar made us run like the wind. Suddenly, I heard a tearing noise. I turned around, and almost busted a nerve. The map was torn in half, the other side caught on a low tree branch! Then, a bird swiped it off the branch and flew off.
“You have got to be kidding me! You can’t be…”
“Serious,” Rachil finished.
We found the jaguar, dead, by the riverbank. Poor guy. Rachil and I looked for food all around. We also searched in bird nests for the map. No luck. We found several things. We found Brazil nuts, cocoa beans (which were disgusting), lemons, allspice (spice flavored berries), and luckily, sugarcane. We reused our waterbottles, and made lemonade!
Soon, lemon juice wasn’t enough to hydrate us. It was burning up and I could hardly talk.
“We’re doomed,” Rachil croaked.
“I know, what are we going to do? I wish that stupid bird would just bring the ma-”
Just then, the same bird landed on the tree branch next to me, with the map in its beak. It dropped the map on me and gave me a painful peck on the head. “Why do I even try?” Rachil giggled really hard.
I was relieved to get out of the jungle, and so was Rachil. We drank a lot of water after this. We also needed medical help because I had accidentally eaten poison ivy instead of bromeliad. Silly me! Maybe I should listen to Rachil sometimes!