I always loved going out on trips and camping with my family but I never thought this was going to happen. We were walking along a dirt track, I’d never really cared about the signs saying ‘loose rocks’ or ‘hazardous cliffs’. I never stopped to see the dangers that were lurking behind every cliff and every boulder, I never stopped to think am I safe? Anyways we were walking along the track and people came rushing back they looked scared out of their wits. They were so scared they could only talk gibberish. Then it came rushing at us we kept to either side of the path as the boulder rolled down the trail.