This a recently published personal narrative I would like to share.
Everything was going smoothly, there was a small breeze on the river. My brother Benjamin, my mom, a kayaking instructor, and I were having a nice day on the Colorado river kayaking. The instructor was leading the three of us, followed by me, then Benjamin my brother, and last my mother. There were a series of rocks up ahead of us sticking up out of the water; towering over us.