A Hill in Ecuador.
A symbol in my life would be friendship, and I received that friendship from my stepsiblings. My siblings and I were on a hill, and it was in Ecuador which was a beautiful place, and we were visiting family and friends. My step siblings never really spoke to me when I first met them, it was quite awkward, and I usually stayed away from them. We went to Ecuador in July and my siblings, and I went down a hill. That was the first time we ever spoke to each other and had fun. I didn’t know if I should act like myself or not since they were more mature than me, but I decided to take a risk, and taking that risk was the best decision of my life, we all began having so much fun together and sometimes while going down the hill we’d fall down on holes that were on the hill. After we made it down all the way we took pictures of all sorts of stuff; the plants, cows, trees, houses, and other things that I have forgotten about. Eventually we climbed back up the hill because we were leaving, and I was exhausted while going back up the hill. Sometimes we gave up and took a rest but then we’d go back to going up the hill. Once we made it we were completely exhausted and fell on the ground. I spoke to them more and we eventually became closer, and our friendship became stronger.

– Jose Bueno

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