"Harrrrah," I yawned. I just woke up from my first sleep in the wilderness. I could feel and smell the misty morning. The sun was rising halfway above the mountains so far. The sky was a soft pink, and a soft light blue. I could tell the day was beginning because, all of a sudden, the birds were chirping and it seemed to have gotten warmer from the golden sun.

     I looked in front of me. I saw the sparkling blue-green lake, white and yellow sand, and right where the water met the sand, there was a neatly designed, green and brown rock. Suddenly, the rock moved! It moved about two inches back towards the sand! Then it moved again, and then again. That was not a rock; that was a huge turtle! It had been there the whole time. It was coming towards me. It was even bigger up close. It was as big as a boulder; it was probably three feet wide and four feet long! Soon, she left.