Rock

In my back yard there's a ravine with a creek. In it is a giant boulder, whenever I went down into the ravine I would climb up on top of it and stop and think. Sometimes I would go down and sat on that rock for hours and just listn to the creek. Sometimes I'd go down sit on top of it and write random thoughts down, I'd sketch pictures of the creek and animals that showed up. I'd also go there and read books, I went down to read Harry Potter, A Series of Unfortunate Events and The Lord of the Rings. I'd also go down and do my homework, I sat there quietly wondering how do you find out the length of one side of a triangle, I also wondered how to use sig figs. I'd sit there quitely listening to music and thinking. I'd think about my life, feelings and what I'd do with my future. I also went down there whenever I got a part in a play, I'd go down and read my lines until I had them memorized. In the winter I went down, wiped the snow off it and sit down and think until it was too cold. One winter I tried to make a giant snowman out of it.