Pushing through the earth we searched for Dave. A mine wasn’t the right place to get lost. He could have been squashed or had fallen down the gold mine. we found trails of food and wet patches on the ground. We traveled through the darkness of the deep, dark mines Starved and thirsty. I wouldn’t let a friend die not now, not in a mine, not ever. We suffered of cuts and bruises. That was when we found a body…
mrslathamsclass 
Aaron,
What a tragic story! Be sure to check for capitals at the beginning of sentences and not in the middle.
Mrs. E (100 WC team)
Canada
This is a powerfully told tale with an opening sentence that instantly grabs the reader as we wonder what has happened to Dave. And what a tragic end. You have only writen 80 words though so could have allowed yourself some more description.