We kept going on for what felt like hours, I wondered if there was an end to this horrible trail. We kept talking and saying things like, “It looks like it’s just over this hill,”and,” almost over, almost over,” but were we wrong, because we saw a big tall telephone pole and I ran over to it and looked at it in time too see a trail leading what looked like miles. “Uh, I think we went the wrong way.” I said.
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