My holiday writing

“Are we there yet?” asked my sister. “No” came the very annoyed voice of my mum. Lush forest surrounded us as we nearly ran over a passing possum. We swerved violently to avoid it. We came back on track just as a car came speeding the other way.We drove on for another five minutes and saw a sign it said Lake Wainamu in 3 km. When we arrived a sandy roundabout was baking in the sun, my dad (who was driving ) said everyone keep your eyes peeled for parks. We drove on and on and on. No one saw a park until I yelled “Dad a street that hasn't been parked on yet”. We drove up and down the street trying to find the perfect park in the shade. ”Come on dad just park there” I said. Finally my dad agreed to park in a sort of shady spot but the problem was that my side was still in the sun. We got out the boogie boards and ran for the dunes, they rose 100 foot off the ground. My dad and I started climbing up the mountain of sand it burnt our blistered feet.Then when I got to the top my dad dared me to run and jump down the dunes on my boogie board, I did, the sand was flying in my face and in my eyes. I did that for 5 hours and then we went home. When I got home I had to wash out my eyes because I had so much sand in them. By Ossian