It was dark , I couldn’t see anything , I was running around trying to find people but I couldn't find anybody . Here’s the story about how I got lost playing hide and seek in the dark in the corn fields . It was the scariest thing I have ever done I was 13 years old . I tried to be the tough kid and say that I would be it first , that was the dumbest thing I have ever done . It was my sister Lizzie, her friend Sydney ,and my friend Chance . We had one rule that you can only stay in the corn fields . So they told me to start counting to 50 so I did . They took off. I was done counting and I started to run in the corn fields as soon as I got in there I tripped because there was dirt clods everywhere . I was trying to be quiet so nobody can
It was around nine o’clock when I pulled into the driveway. It was pitch black outside so I brought a flashlight with me. Now I’m a paranoid person, so I also brought my machete with me. My grandparents lived right in front of a dense forest, so you never know what could come out of there.
One night in August of 2014 my mom, Mika and I grabbed a flashlight and walked out the door into the dark night. My mom flipped on the flashlight and shone it on the bumpy path before us. Normally nobody ever did much in the village after dark, but tonight was not normal.
The time I was lost at Walmart, I was six years old I was mad about something and that’s when I started wandering off somewhere until finally I turned around my mom was gone I looked all around couldn’t find her anywhere the feeling of me being by myself without know one being here with me to protect me or be here with me, I felt like I lost her forever and that I can’t find her anywhere because Walmart was like a huge store so it was gonna be tough to find her, after a while I started crying and calling her name “mom!”, at that moment one of the employees at the store helped me find my mom by operating on this entercom and called her name luckily I knew her name because if I didn’t how else will I suppose to find her, next they called her
I woke up and got ready for a hunt and when I was leaving the house my mom asked “where are you going?” I said” I am going to the market to talk”. When I left I went straight to the fence and ran to the woods. I met up with My friend Gale and we went to go hunting. While we were hunting we could hear things but we did not know what it was. Then after a while we started to set up some traps and check the other ones we set up the day before. Soon we saw a bunnie and i took a shot and the Bunnie died all instantly. We kept on looking around and after a little bit longer and we saw nothing then we checked the traps and their was nothing so we were going to check tomorrow.
Everything started a few years ago. It was a warm and beautiful night in Africa; the dark blue sky was full of stars… and those were the last things I remember before I woke up in a cold and wet floor. I do not know where I was, or why I my hands were tight behind my back.
The living room was dark and the only thing you could see was the brightness of the TV. Also, I could still hear many people talking from down stairs, fire truck siren going off, and the city lights that were still shining bright. At the age of seven, on a cold Friday night in Brooklyn; my mom, cousin, and I started watching some scary movies since it was around Halloween. There was this movie called “Child’s Play” and as a child, I didn’t like the movie at all due to the fact that there was an ugly doll that was moving and killing people. During, that weekend it was showing marathons all weekend long since it was the Halloween weekend. The bed was pulled out with all the warm blankets and snacks besides us waiting for the move to start.
As I sat in the boiling hot sun, the heat that had overwhelmed me throughout the day surpassed. I was engulfed by Lu Paul, a native Hawaiian advocate who was telling me the story of how Native Hawaiians loss their rights. “How did my people become a minority in their own land?” he asked me inquisitively. I found myself making many connections with this man’s story and my own. As he answered my questions about inequality in his community, he began to speak of many things that I had witnessed in my life, that I thought only my own culture experienced. “My people need to fight for equal education, language rights, and employment”, he stated firmly. It was in this moment I began to broaden my perspective of inequality and minority rights. This along with the many other field experiences I had during my semester abroad, help shape my desire to attend law school and work both nationally and abroad in civil and human rights.
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...
It was in July, and we wanted to go camping. I asked my dad if we could go up to our family's cabin in Elk Springs, which is near Montrose. He agreed, so Chase, Tyler and I, all sixteen years old, packed our stuff and were ready to go camping. With excitement, we jumped into Chase's truck, and took off to the woods.
It was now 7:30 when we heard a goobel for the first time . And it was not that far away we thought but we did not see him so we sat there quiet as a mouse . And it was getting closer and me and my dad got my gun up. And then his buddy came out and I said
It was a Saturday night when I had decided to be brave and watch a scary movie. I decided to watch it at night to get the ultimate experience. Of course, now I know I was dumb for watching it at night, but back then I thought it was the right way to experience a scary movie. After the movie was over I couldn't close my eyes without feeling like if I didn't open them something would get me. I ended up watching Disney movies the rest of the night with all the lights on and a knife by my side.
I am by myself wearing my blue jeans and an old flannel shirt. It is cool outside but I decided to leave my gloves at home, feeling comfortable with my warm shirt and my sturdy boots.
running through the corn and playing hide and seek. Even after all the fun I had,
It was Friday morning and I was in the 5th grade at the time. My father decided to pull both me and my brother out of school. My mother wasn’t home. She had already gone up to the hospital with my grandmother.
We finish what we start. This was the motto that kept me going during the strenuous training period for a marathon. But prior to that, I must confess, I wasn’t an athlete. I was never interested in playing sports, except for recreational badminton. During gym class, I would walk three quarters of the time when it time for the dreaded mile run. I preferred staying indoors and sitting on the couch and watch movies. The first time I had heard about a marathon training program, called Dreamfar, in my school, I thought to myself, what kind of crazy person would want to run a marathon? Never did I realize, eight months later, I would be that crazy person.