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Hi I’m Bob and I’ll tell you about when these people showed up and gave me a home, So one day I was playing with my brothers and sisters, and then this family showed up and everyone surrounded them, so I did the same. We were all licking and jumping on them, but then a bell rang which meant that it was lunch time. All off my siblings went to eat but I stayed behind, so then they picked me up and brought me to a house nearby and pet me, the child that was with them called me Bob, I liked that name, but after they pet me they put me back in the pen so I was confused. Three weeks later they came back and brought me back to the house and they pet me again, but this time they brought me outside and put me into a car. After that we left the house
Scott, I’ve been here since the First World War and your very house used to be a barrack for the soldiers during the war and no one knows what happened to the owner.”
I was coming back from school, Once I got home I went to the bathroom to have a bath. All of a sudden, There was a baby hippo in my bathroom!! I got so surprised that a random baby hippo was in my bathtub, that I slipped and fell. After, I got up I thought it was a dream but no the hippo was still in my bath. The first thing I did was try to get that stinking hippo out of my bathtub, I tried pushing it out, scaring it, I even tried to tickle it. But none of my strategies worked. In the end I just got tired from doing all those things. Who knew a baby hippo could weigh so much. Then I looked at the time and I noticed it was 5:45 my parents were coming in fifteen minutes!! I got so scared to see their
Several years after college and living in North Carolina, I realized that I had no friends and a job I did not like. I was thinking of moving back home to the D.C. area. Rich and I talked often on the phone. At that point, he said, “Look, why don’t you try it out here.” I told him I had no money and no job prospects. He said, “Brad, you can stay here, sleep on the sofa. I will get us some paint jobs to help get you started.” So, Rich and Nonie graciously opened up their home. While I slept on the sofa, Andrew shared the “mamote” [remote]. A month later, I got a place to live and a full-time job. I do not know of many friends that would open their home up like that, but then that’s Rich.
The four childeren, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy had to stay at the home of a professor in the time of the second world war. Because there was not much to do and it rained a lot, the children decided to look around the house. They came across a room that had nothing in it, but a big wardrobe. Peter, Susan and Edmund found nothing interesting, and left the room. But Lucy opened the wardrobe, and looked inside. There were many coats in it. She left the door open, because she knew it was a foolish thing to lock oneself up in a wardrobe. She kept walking to the back, looking for the wall but she found none. Instead of feeling coats, or a wooden floor, she felt branches and snow. This confused her, as she kept walking. In the distance, she saw a light and when she reached it, it turned out to be a lamp post. She started walking around, when a starnge creature walked towards her. He was smaller than Lucy, and had the legs of a goat, a tail and held an umbrella in his hand. It was a Faun, and his name was Mr. Tumnus. Lucy introduced herself, and the Faun asked her if she was a Daughter of Eve. Lucy didn’t understand, and Mr. Tumnus asked her is she was a girl, which was true. Mr. Tumnus askedif she would like to go to is house and have some tea, and Lucy replied with a yes.
He ran to his brother's house and I knocked again. This time they both told me to go away. I almost cried! I just wanted to play with them. They told me, "Not by the hairs of our chinny, chin, chin!" I turned to walk away and just then, I sneezed so hard that my hat blew off my head. I turned back to get my hat and sneezed again! This time I blew the house of sticks down. I was so embarrassed! My friends, the pigs, came running out of the rubble, and scampered away. I ran after them to ask if they wanted to play catch. They ran into another house. This one was really nice. It was made out of bricks. I knocked on the door and they told me to go away again! I started to cry. When I cry a lot, I sneeze a lot. I sneezed and sneezed and sneezed some more. I heard them laugh at me! I started to get mad and wanted to tell them to stop, so I climbed on to the roof of their house and tried to yell into their chimney, but I slipped and fell right in.
Well, back in high school, one of my best friends told me this story. It’s true because it happened to one of her close friends that went to a different high school in my hometown. This actually happened. This girl always babysat for this certain family in a nice, medium sized suburban neighborhood. The family had two kids; the little girl was six and the boy was eight. They lived in a nice, two story house. But there was something weird about the family. They loved dolls. They had a huge collection of dolls. Kind of weird, but you know. And so they had dolls displayed in cases and dolls sitting out.
When I first walked into the cottage that I was going to be living in and I met my cottage mom and my cottage dad. The cottage parents names where Mr. Inman and Mrs. Inman and they really kind of hit it off with my mom and dad. But when I walked in I only met a couple of the boys that were already there the first kid I met was Landon Maddon and i had to help him move out of the room that I was going to be in. The next kid I met was Buddy Crews and it was really creepy because he was really weird and just talked to talked and he just said the most randomest things. Then I meet Josh Ross my roommate I learned really quick from him not to say lip why?, because he has a really big bottom lip and everyone calls him big lip. So I mean when I first
He says, “bob was a good guy. He was the best buddy a guy ever had. I mean, he was a good fighter and tuf and everything, but he was a real person too.- They (bob’s parents) spoiled him like rotten.- they gave in to him all the time. He kept trying to make them say no and they never did.
Who I think I am? I’m not exactly sure who I think I am or how to describe who I think I am. I tend to act differently around certain people. Constantly changing to try to seek approval. Constantly in fear of accidentally doing something wrong; that I might say something wrong and all my friends will abandon me or leave me for someone better. I think this fear came from when my best friend was taken from me. I had known her since preschool, but she had met another girl and she stopped talking to me completely. I’m in constant fear that this will happen to me again, so I struggle to be accepted. I don’t want to be forgotten again.
I got to my swim class and sat down. It was a very warm day, a day that I would remember for a long time. Well we all sat on the dock listing to them give instructions on what to do and stuff like that. But I was hot, so I took off my shirt, first mistake. The girls sitting across from me stared at me and were whispering to each other, but I had no idea what they were saying. So I did the class but as I got out of the water I was behind the two girls. They were laughing, the first one said
I love soccer, I have played the sport for as long as I remember. I and my cousin headed outside of the restaurant to play soccer, my cousin passed me the ball and as I was going to kick it back to him, I wanted to show him how hard I could kick the ball, but me, as a little boy, had no control, and the ball ended up going to the other side of the street. Cousin looked right and left of the street and said with a high tone, “Go get the ball-hurry.” As soon as I heard him. I ran crossing the street and got the ball. Then cousin said, “Wait there,” he started to look right and left
After my semester off, I returned to school with a new scholarship from Duke but still no place to live or means to support myself. Jerome very graciously offered me the opportunity to live in the upper floor of his home adjacent to East Campus. This was rent free in exchange for helping him fix up his house. Jerome allowed me to stay there through graduation.
One thing we did was go snorkeling in a lagoon. When we went snorkeling the two princess of the family, my mom and sister were holding on too each other like they were going to drown. Which they weren't because they obviously had life jackets on. With me I was swimming to the bottom and picking up shell. One shell I found had a slug in it so picked up. I also found some jellylike creature on the bottom of the surface. So being the smart one I am I brought it to the surface. I showed my mom and I've never seen her freak out so much in my life. She thought it was a jellyfish, but we couldn't really tell. After that we went to a cenote which we is a cave that collapse and it's a little pond. My mom was scared and never got in the water but it was really cool. Then one of the days we went snorkeling in the ocean. When we went there were so many fish and seashells. I wanted to take some shells from their but it was a private ocean and you can't take seashells. I tried taking some because I didn't know you couldn't take some and I got in trouble. Then guide the guide took us to see a shark! My mom again freaked out and as soon as she saw the shark. We only got to see the tail of it and it was around three feet long. My mom thought that was how big it was, really it was around 10 feet long. We also went shopping in town. All the seller were trying to sell is stuff and negotiate us to buy stuff. We bought a
I am sentimental, out-going, indecisive, understanding, curious, naive, lazy, and young. I want to be ... , well a lot of things, and growing is discovering what they are. I feel people cannot see the potential within, although there is no one to blame but myself. I look to others for approval instead of to myself. I aim to please; it leads to approval. I don’t like to discuss my faults; I pity myself.
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.