Personal Narrative: The Wild Goose Ranch

B is for buried

I was about 10, and me and my family were at the Wild Goose Ranch. I was at the time wondering how it felt to be underground. At that time, the idea of mining fascinated me. So, me, Kaila, Josh, and Bre were at the park in the Goose Ranch.

Suddenly I had an idea. I decided to see if my sisters and cousin would bury me. I asked them if they could and they said yes. they started by making a hole a couple inches deep and as long as me. It took the five minutes to be done with that part.

Then, they told me to lay in the hole, so I did. Lastly, they started burying me up to my chin, which took about half an hour. After that was all done, I was very tired. The sand felt like a blanket and pillow, so I instantly