My Great Experience

Climbing a Hill

A few months ago, precisely on August 10^th 2013 me and my friends "Rismakansa" like spritual organisation visited to one of our friends, Jenter’s home at Pubian. We are interested to visit there because the environment is still cool and beatifull there are some rides that interesting. Friends who come with us there are myself, Stefany, Anik, Betty. There are also Andra, Riki, Rian, Ari, and Jenter as a guide.

The first trip starts with our transportation rental, "public transportation”. Pretty amazing transportation for a trip that was not exactly near. Actually we tried to rental a private car because it is more convenient, but the views from other friends who want to join and not enough car charge.

As well as you know the street to Pubian is not pretty good. Because many streets that have not been clear. And there are have posts along the way that we should give some money. It’s like paying the toll road tax. And it’ll become memories in our brain. So, we spend our time with jokes.

Arriving at his house, Jenter served us with a variety of food and invite us to look the big stone like a house . In our imagination that stone is probably as beautiful stones that exist in Belitong. But, when we arrived in there all is not as we imagine. Stone was at the peak of hill. Yeah, our journey has been begun. Climbing a hill never planned in advance, not listed on the agenda as well us. And, we climb to the Muslim women's clothing abaya and ballet shoes and even some cursing wages. This is very troublesome indeed our ascent. But behold, no one complained. All optimistic. There are stung with the spirit one another. Our first trip through happiness, some times even capture images.

And when I was nearing the peak, suddenly I felt very tired. My heart pounding "dag dag dig dug dig dug". I remember when it used to be in Vocational High School, I passed around the field twice campus, my heart had not strong. Suddenly I wanted to see the rock with give up. For me distance of a few meters is sufficient. I want to fall down, but I'm also not sure if I was able to come down from the hill. I feel like fainting. I stopped and rested on my knees. I over sweat . My heart beats fast. Suddenly Stefany that was in front of me reached out his hand for me. He pulled my hand, lead me until I got to the top. All was not yet finished, some of my friend lost, Anik, Betty, and Rian. We are trying to find and we found them. It turns out that because of their preoccupation with taking photos left behind and use a different path.

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At the top I flung myself on the rocks. I set my breath and I circulate my views. And "wow" that’s amazing view I see from above with all my struggle paid off. It is remarkable journey, and really unbelievable climbing Muslim by using this abaya.

Let’s analyzing story!

Topic Sentence	A few months ago, precisely on August 10th 2013 me and my friends "Rismakansa" like spritual organisation visited to one of our friends, Jenter’s home at Pubian
Introduction	A few months ago, precisely on August 10th 2013 me and my friends "Rismakansa" like spritual organisation visited to one of our friends, Jenter’s home at Pubian. We are interested to visit there because the environment is still cool and beatifull there are some rides that interesting. Friends who come with us there are myself, Stefany, Anik, Betty. There are also Andra, Riki, Rian, Ari, and Jenter as a guide.
Plot	Backward-Forward
Characters	Oki, Stefany, Anik, Betty, Andra, Riki, Rian, Ari, and Jenter.
Setting	Place : Pubian Time : August 10th 2013
Climax	Pre Complication 1 As well as you know the street to Pubian is not pretty good. Because many streets that have not been clear. And there are have posts along the way that we should give some money. It’s like paying the toll road tax. And it’ll become memories in our brain. So, we spend our time with jokes. Pre Complication 2 Arriving at his house, Jenter served us with a variety of food and invite us to look the big stone like a house . In our imagination that stone is probably as beautiful stones that exist in Belitong. But, when we arrived in there all is not as we imagine. Stone was at the peak of hill. Yeah, our journey has been begun. Climbing a hill never planned in advance, not listed on the agenda as well us. And, we climb to the Muslim women's clothing abaya and ballet shoes and even some cursing wages. This is very troublesome indeed our ascent.But behold, no one complained. All optimistic. There are stung with the spirit of one another. Our first trip through happiness, some times even capture images. Climax And when I was nearing the peak, suddenly I felt very tired. My heart pounding "dag dag dig dug dig dug". I remember when it used to be in Vocational High School, I passed around the field twice campus, my heart had not strong. Suddenly I wanted to see the rock with give up. For me distance of a few meters is sufficient. I want to fall down, but I'm also not sure if I was able to come down from the hill. I feel like fainting. I stopped and rested on my knees. I over sweat . My heart beats fast. Suddenly Stefany that was in front of me reached out his hand for me. He pulled my hand, lead me until I got to the top. All was not yet finished, some of my friend lost, Anik, Betty, and Rian. We are trying to find and we found them. It turns out that because of their preoccupation with taking photos left behind and use a different path.
Conclusion Purpose	At the top I flung myself on the rocks. I set my breath and I circulate my views. And "wow" that’s amazing view I see from above with all my struggle paid off. It is remarkable that journey, and really unbelievable climbing Muslim by using this abaya. My purpose writing is to entertain the reader. May you can take a moral message of story.