II The fateful climb

I realize that I was going too far without explaining how I... got here? It was a nice summer day in the middle of July. Me and my family had just gone on vacation somewhere in the Rocky mountains. It was my father's idea of a "Fun" vacation, but more or less so in my opinion. I didn't know it at the time but that second day on vacation, was probably going to be the last day I would see any of my Family, or at least it so far it was the last time I had seen them. We had finally made it to dad's favorite campsite where his father used to take him when he was young. I personally didn't like coming up there every year to spend 2 weeks alone with just me, my mom, my dad, my sister, and my 2 twin brothers. Right now, however, I wish I would have been content with it. My sister, Annalise, had just stolen my favorite watch for the second time since we had left for here, which me being the idiot I was, got really angry and decided to go climb the mountain to avoid doing something I might have regretted later. After what felt like hours of climbing the mountainside, or at least I think I spent hours, because I didn't didn't have my watch to tell the time and the sun, appearing to have moved a large distance across the sky, didn't really help much because I didn't know how to tell time with it. But I felt like I was getting tired and decided to start climbing back down. about 5 to 10 minutes passed before it started to rain heavily, and I not wanting to fall and get hurt, hid in the first cave I could reach so that I could wait out the rain.