Write On: Driving to and Arriving at Ella's Campground

by Kara Borneman , College English 12, Mrs. Didrikson

Most early mornings in the summer, when the warm sun comes up and the birds are sweetly chirping, I am still in the darkness of my room, dead asleep. When I finally wake up at around ten o'clock, I do not even have enough energy to move one foot off my bed. This particular morning, however, was different. I awoke at eight a.m. to the intense noise of my alarm. Usually, this sound irks me like no other, but that day it filled me with immense excitement. I shot out of bed, quickly threw on the comfiest clothes I could find, ate breakfast, bru...