Standing above me was a pink, glitter filled, flowers all around, shining like a diamond, not so scary cave. I looked around to see if any other cave was around, looking back at Patrick I asked “ So this is it?” “Yep this is it.” “ This is the Cave of Fearz, that was spelled with a z. That I was supposed to be scared of.” “Hey didn’t your parents ever tell you to not judge a book by it’s cover Victoria?” I sighed deeply at Patrick and walked forward, if this is what I was up against I knew this was going to be easy just like the first task. If all I had to do was think on an impulse then I was going to be fine I hoped. Turning back to face the tall, dark, mysterious rebel I looked at him questionly. “Aren’t you coming?” “I already went in it’s your turn now. I’ll be right with you when you finish. I promise. And remember it’s the Cave of Fearz.”
Walking into the unknown alone was not an easy task for me. Everything that I’ve been through in life Patrick was right there next to me. That was how I expected my life to turn out me always hiding behind Patrick. I really didn’t know anything