Our assignment was to paint a word picture of a place. How did I do?

            In Cody, Wyoming, there is an old cave, Jewel Cave. Down, down, down, we went in the slow elevator. The farther we went down, the colder it got. The doors slowly opened and our guide stepped out. As I stepped out of the elevator I could feel the moist air of the cave on my skin. I jumped as the deep voice of our guide directed everyone forward. The tall, dark, empty cave walls felt bumpy and ridged. As we moved away from the elevator it got darker and darker. DRIP, I heard some water fall in to a small shallow pool of crystal clear water. Along the way there were a few lights to direct us on the long narrow path. The deep voice of the guide echoed throughout the cave once again. The few dim lights went out. It was pitch black. You could not see your hand in face. We walked forward and I could slowly start to see the elevator. I slowly walked into the crowded elevator. Up we went.