Once everyone caught word of the news we all met up in our silenced construction site from earlier that summer, we had built the ultimate hide out concealed within the forest. Hunter, the oldest boy in our group said he gathered us here for a journey but we cannot tell a soul of it, it was dangerous and if we were too chicken to follow through he suggested that we back out then and there. Everyone looked around stricken with curiosity and stayed put to hear the story from the grinning puppet master, Hunter. He told us that he was walking around the old abandoned house across the river that morning and was startled when he heard a man calling for help from a shed considerably close to the house. When he got there he saw that the man was locked in the shed so he broke the lock and shoved the door open, he claimed that the man was very grateful and ran to the road at the top of the hill. Obviously intrigued being the age that we were, we started to make plans and Hunter made a list of stuff we needed and said to meet far enough into the path leading to the river so no one could see us, in 15 The river was visibly frozen but we still took precaution since the current had always been rapid in that area, we threw rocks and used sticks to feel the weak spots. Naturally, Hunter was the leader and went first; he made it across but right at the very edge the ice gave in and the current swiftly consumed the shards of ice. He quickly jumped and grabbed a hold of a branch right above him and swung himself to safety, we were small but one by one we all followed across the slick snowy surface to meet him at the other side fearlessly. Hunter did a head check and told us that we had to walk along the side of the house to get to the shed, we were ... ... middle of paper ... ... got over. We were all a bit tired after we got back to the clearing at the beginning of the path, that lead to the river, my house was the closest so we all went there to clear up any evidence of us being near the river because we all knew too well it was forbidden. Everything was cleaned up and everyone had gone to their houses to put back the supplies and then we all met up at Hannah's house for a cup of hot cocoa and ramen noodles. Later that night my mom entered the living room and I felt a hot flash of guilt wipe across my face then she asked me how my day was and I started to feel like a mouse about to fall into a trap while trying to find the right words. I sat there for a few seconds in slight discomfort until my sister of all people came and distracted my mom enough to allow me to just stroll out of the living room and say, “Nothing out of the Ordinary”.
Cole and peter whet to the pond and soaked. They had soaked so many times that that they just jumped in the pond with a splash. As they carried the ancestor rock up the hill they paused in their tracks. Less than 6 feet away was the spirit bear. But something was different about the bear, it had open wounds and blood on its white fur. Peter and Cole just stood there in that same position with the big ancestor rock behind them. The Spirit bear was so still that it amazed them so much that it scared them. At once they inched backwards down that hill.
We hit a down hill point so we grabbed drift wood. It would save man power and be faster to sled down. The rest helped Landon out the most because he was the smallest so he didn 't have energy left to use. But this refreshed him so we could keep going. Time was not on are side. The only thing keeping us alive was the fact that if we got out we would be the first ones ever to make it out not dead. It was about the hottest point in the day now and we had to find shade or we would get to dehydrated and die. We drank all the water we had just to fine out that we had a under ground stream below
He fig-ured that the normal half hour walk home might take as long as two hours in snow this deep. And then there was the wind and the cold to contend with. The wind was blowing across the river and up over the embankment making the snow it carried colder and wetter than the snow blanketing the ground. He would have to use every skill he’d learned, living in these hills, to complete the journey without getting lost, freezing to death, or at the very least ending up with a severe case of frostbite be-fore he made it back to Ruby.
I arrive home around 11:00 p.m. to a sleeping wife and child. I walked into my daughter Emily’s nursery to give her a kiss goodnight. I leaned in and placed my lips on her forehead as she lightly opened her eyes. I rubbed her back and sang softly to put her back to sleep.
When Mom picked me up, the silence was so tense that you can cut it with a knife. We never said anything throughout the entire ride. When we arrived at the hospital, we went to Emily's room. Emily was awake and Grandpa was talking to her.
Today we hit a long and rushing river, that I overheard was called Laromy river. The first few steps were simple, then the current started to push. I had made it to the other side of the river, when I heard a scream, and I saw one of the guiders being swept down the stream. In an instant they were gone. The dripping survivors and I were welcomed with a group of soldiers with towels. The soldiers lead us to buildings where we could sleep the night. That night I was feed the soft bedding hay, and they gave me clean good tasting
My mom had been going to school in Greeley and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house . She had been away for two weeks and wanted to come home for the Fourth of July weekend. My mom had suggested that I go back with her and visit colleges, shop, go to movies and just spend time together. I had been feeling pretty sorry for myself since she had been gone. I had been working alot as a maid and helping my dad run the house, I was getting very irritated with my siblings as I felt that I was the only family member doing my part to help my dad. I was really excited to have a week with my mom to myself. The whole ride over we were talking about what I wanted to do that week. Making plans and having "me time" seemed very important at the time.
It was the last Saturday in December of 1997. My brother, sister, and I were chasing after each other throughout the house. As we were running, our parents told us to come and sit down in the living room. They had to tell us something. So, we all went down stairs wondering what was going on. Once we all got down stairs, the three of us got onto the couch. Then, my mom said, “ Well…”
We were going to visit my grandmother who was deprived of seeing us for quite some time. I remember feeling like utter garbage because of a massive test coming up. I was irritated beyond comprehension because my parents were taking up the only day I had to study before the test day. The combination of anger and stress was actually starting to make me feel a bit ill, but it seemed like my parents didn’t care. Before long, we arrived at our destination, and we were quickly invited in. We all were perched on the couch before too long. My brother was on a tirade about something and my grandmother was paying close attention to what he was spouting, even though she knew it was silly and made no sense. My parents had left to grab something for us to devour in the nearby town around an hour later. I was sitting in the farthest corner of the room from everyone. At this point, I had given up on studying for the test. I figured, “It's my parent’s fault if I fail the test. How am I going to pass this if I can’t even study for
He ran all the way back to the village to try to convince someone that the moose would help them survive. When he got to the village he called another meeting. This time the people took longer to show up, some not even
It was a beautiful summer morning in Sunnydale. The birds were chirping, and the butterflies were gracefully flying in the clear sky. My parents and I got in a fight, so it wasn't so great. I hit my mom, because she and my dad were yelling at me really loud. Then my mom gave me two choices: to leave the house or go to my room for a while; I decided to leave, because I don't want to be like Rapunzel in that terrible room.
I made it to Big Lots, where Jonathan works, and I forced him to come outside and look at my car. Then we sat and talked for a while and I bragged about how I was going to my grandma’s house to eat a good home-cooked meal, while he would be forced to eat fast food again. When I left Big Lots, I still had a little time before church let out, so I drove back to Gray to the Dollar Store for some supplies for a Spanish class project I was doing that week. Finally I pulled into my grandparents’ driveway, and I noticed the door was closed. I thought this was unusual because I knew my grandpa was home, but I had forgotten a school fundraiser form for my aunts to look at, so I turned around and drove back home to Jonesborough. While driving home my friend Rachel and her mother were behind me, they followed me all the way to my house. I thought it was some kind of joke, but when we pulled into my driveway, Rachel yelled, “Get in the car! They had to take your grandma to the hospital.”
My father's eyes opened, and he called out for my sister Kelly and I to come to him. In a very serious and sad voice, he told us that he was very sick, and he was going to the Fort Wayne hospital. My mother told Kelly and I to help her pack some things for him, because he was going to be leaving soon. We helped her pack, keeping quiet because we did not want to interrupt the silence that had taken over the room.
He asked if I was done eating? I said I was done so we left the restaurant. It was one hell of a restaurant, I wonder if they have one in Rochester,Mn. We drove to Rochester,Mn, it took us about almost two hours. when we got to the city, I got nervous. This is it, the moment I’ve been waiting for, all three of us were standing outside a huge house. I’m finally going to see my mother, and I’m going to live with her, till death do us apart. Or marriage, hahaha. I ran to the front door of the house and knocked couple times, unable to hold in all the excitement. After the fourth knock my mother opened the door. I just stood there and froze, she was wearing a dress, a beautiful dress. It was turquoise and it had white flowers all over it, and she wore a white scarf over her head. My mother is a very beautiful women. she had the most mesmerizing light brown eyes ever. But age was getting to her, you could see the wrinkles around her face. I was brought back to reality when, my mother screamed my name, and grabbed me. I wiped my tears away quickly and hugged her back. we were like that for a bit, we even forgot about my brother and my uncle, who stood behind
I hurried out saying to my mom in joy that I will be back soon. Actually I was going to my cousin Alia’s house. I took the car and drove in a very happy mood reached her house. I knocked the door. My aunt was there said good morning to her, asked for Alia and went to her room. As I entered the room she said “wow! What a nice perfume”. I said thanks and sat down in a serious mood. She asked me what the matter was. I said that I wanted to discuss a very important matter with her. She said that I could. Then