THE FANTASY TRAVEL

It was morning in March, 1995 somewhere in Oregon, the sun was shiny as usual when Donald [ 17] , Mc' Kenzie [18], Hillary [16] set out to an unending fantasy travel. The journey set out, with bags for camping, Donald held up high expectations never going back, cleans his nostril with the back of his hands, he is the leader of the three. Donald: I think we'll reach before evening or probably tomorrow morning, cut in Mc. ; Maybe, if the journey doesn't get slowed by any distraction or illness on our way. By this time, Hillary was thinking about the chillies he had the other day with some fresh baked hot bread, maybe he added.