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Descriptive Essay About A Lost Road

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Bump! I shifted my body to the right to avoid a huge hole. The Groveland Mines was crowded with dirt roads with huge pot holes and deep mud puddles; perfect for four-wheel driving. It was a sunny afternoon during the summer, and I was riding around the mine roads. Squinting up at the mines that loomed over me like giants; they were a grim reminder of the stress they had provided me.
I had always wanted to go visit my friends in Randville, but last summer I had no mode of transportation. After begging my father, he finally decided I was mature enough to drive my four-wheeler to Randville from Felch through the Groveland Mines. It would be a long trip, but I had filled my tank with gas and I was prepared for detours.
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The map showed an arrow pointing to the very right, so I turned my wheel and started off on the farthest trail.
The trail was not very wide and littered with deep mud puddles. I had to constantly swerve back and forth to avoid getting stuck, but eventually I came to a steep hill. Pushing the acceleration, the wheels turned against dirt and rocks as I went up the hill.
As I came out into an opening, eight large white towers stood proudly in front of the towering mountain. Several broken structures were scattered around the field and large ores stood out of the grass like strange rock formations. I pressed on, wondering why the road to Randville would go through the mines.
The dusty road soon turned to dark ore and the trees were replaced with large iron rocks. The rocks made the road uneven and my tires on the four-wheeler fought against them. My senses came to me and I realized that no cars would travel across rocks that could potentially rupture a tire.
Instead of turning around and heading back like a sane person would, I continued forward into the mines, carefully navigating my four-wheeler around sharp broken rocks. Jewels glittered from inside the rocks; the sun shining and making them appear as gemstones, but I knew the broken fragments were worthless.
Pulling out my map, I peeked down at the poorly written lines. The trail I rode on still resembled the main trail to

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