MUD!

By Casey

"Just don't get dirty." Jacky told us as she shut the door behind us. I was with my best friend and the carload of "adorable" sisters. We were all at the farm in our beautiful Sunday outfits. The farm was familiar because we had visited it a lot. Jacky kept her horse at the farm, the horse gets loving care and is fed well; plus she rides Marty there. The farm looked so different from last time we didn't even know if it was the same farm. The river was all damp mud, the pond was full of muddy water, and some of our hideouts were destroyed.

Then I made a stupendous mistake, SPLAT! I stepped in the mud and helplessly sunk three feet deep. The mud was sucking my leg down. I felt like a million blood sucking leeches were on my leg.

"Hey, Casey look at this flower." D (Danielle) shouted as she looked around and saw me. She grabbed my hand, but the mud held me in. She went to go get help and a rotten smell started to rise from the muddy gap.

When D came back with all the sisters (Holly, Natalie, Hannah, and Sammy) they pulled me up in one big pull. I got up but Hannah and Holly flung face forward into the deep mud, the mud was dripping down there faces like they had smashed their face in chocolate J cake. Natalie got stuck trying to help them and D watched my Sunday shoes sink in further.

That rotten smell started to rise again. It smelt like horse dung and the mud on me was drying not brown, but pale GREEN!

By the time we did get out I let out a deep breath and sat hopelessly on the grass. When I took a look around me I saw Holly's face. It looked like she had just smashed her face in a chocolate cake. I couldn't help but let out a little laugh and soon as I did we all died in laughter. There was still mud on us and our clothes. So as I looked around my eye caught the green looking pond. "Oh no, not the pond there's no way I'm going in there I simply refuse." Sammy said with a stern look on her face.

"Oh yes you are." I said as I grabbed her hand and pulled her sternly to the pond. At first when I stepped in I sunk, but D took my hand and we all washed in the worst water we'd seen.

When we got out there was still a brown coating. Then I saw cattails from the last time we were here. You didn't think this was are fist trouble at the farm? That's a whole different story.