ANDREW'S WETLAND STORY

As I steppedfoot into the wetland I was blinded  by the sun reflecting on the water. the smell was destinktive becuause it was a mix of roten water and overdated mud. I heard the small waterfall bumping agianst the rocks as it rolled into the swamp.Another thing that coaght my eye was the school of fish that were looking for food.I felt the weak mud forcing me deeper into the earth.The taste wasn't pleasant at all.I felt my teeth tighten as the mudy air went in my mouth and straight back out. the noises grew as the birds and frogs broke into song.The dead Leaves drifted along the calm but stinky swamp.