In the summer of 2009, my dad and I drove to the Cohococheague River to go rafting on our homemade raft. We shoved off. For 2 1/2 hours we floated gently along, but then we hit a tree. It hurt because when I used my stick to push away from the downed tree, it hit me back in the shoulder.
We went under the tree and I was thrown into the water where I hit a rock and got a bump on my back. I have the bruises to prove it. So, we went a little more down stream and stopped at a church on Siloam Road and my grandma picked us up.

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