Pocahontas

One weekend my family and I decided to go to Lake Tahoe again. It was fun, if you like the outdoors, of course. My dad and I LOVED it there. We stayed on south Lake Tahoe, in the Tahoe Keys houses. We stayed with my aunts, uncles cousins, and even so,e of their friends. It was a lovely experience. Except for when my cousin and I decided to watch scary movies of people in cabins,
in the woods, like we were. For example one night my cousin ashley and I were in the hot tub in the dead of night. All of a sudden all of the night owls and birds stopped chirping and a truck in the distance comes closer and closer to the house. The bright headlights broke the dark night and as the night got colder, both of our suspicions boiled. We watched the truck for about 20 minutes approaching the house. Then it stopped. Right beside our house. The only thing separating us and the truck was a small incline and the hot tub. Ashley and I just had watched a scene like his the night before. Life flashed before our eyes and we were ducking our heads so the men in the truck couldn't see us. All we could do was peep our heads for a small glimpse. Then of course, Ashley starts laughing, because that's what you do when you think you're about to be murdered. Then I finally popped my head up and two men with black beanies came out of the truck. I rushed to the kitchen window tapped on the glass to notify the adults of the guys that slowly crept up the small rocky incline. The adults couldn't hear and they feasted on the sugar cookies Ashley and I had made earlier. Boy did one of those warm cookies look good then. Finally I knocked hard and my uncles came out of the house and talked to the guys. They worked for the upkeep and electricity of south Lake Tahoe. We were scared out of our minds but only made a great memory.

Other than that incident , we stayed there for 2 nights and 3 days. Over the course we hiked 2 trails. One to the beach and the other to a lake. The beach was kind of packed and cold so it wasn't as enjoyable, a lot of tourists with Lake Tahoe gear filled the sunny depots on the pebbles. But the second trail was the one to a lake. It was beautiful. I was worried about leeches and stuff  before but my uncles ridiculed me and I had to prove them all wrong. I dove straight in the ice cold water that made my chest contract, but it was so refreshing, there was a small plot of land in the middle of the lake, so me, my dad, some good looking guy with an 8-pack (he was a nurse, a friend of my uncle), and his brothers girlfriend raced to the small island. I felt myself gliding across the water and all my uncles stared at a distance while my mom yelled that I had just washed my hair. I felt like Pocahontas, in real life. I loved it. I finally reached the plot of land raised myself from the water and onto the land. I smelled the air for a long while getting a hunt of trees and a sweet breeze of fresh water . Listening to laughter, water hitting the rocks and birds singing. I smiled and dive back into the ice cold water. And remembered how good a nice warm towel felt around my skin again.