One day at Congerville grade school i was just got out of the car and i was a new student and when i was done with all my thing i went on the SeeSaw. When i got on the seesaw two kid got on there to and we played on the seesaw for a while and when it was time to go they jumped off the seesaw and the metal bar hit me in the teeth and i fell to the ground. When i get up off the ground my mouth hurt so much and when i take my hand away it was covered with blood and the teacher comes over to see what happened and she told me to go to the bathroom to clean myself up. When i get to the bathroom i go to the sink and i look in the mirror and the tooth was chipped and my mouth still hurt. After i cleaned myself up and at the end of the day i told
When I was about 10 years old, my mom took me to a roller coaster theme park in Massachusetts. I was terribly afraid of the huge roller coaster that appeared in front of me, and while I waited in line, the anxiety of waiting to die in a roller coaster made my heart beat through my chest. The huge coaster went up and down and up and down, and even though my mom continuously asked me if I was sure that I wanted to go, I repeatedly said yes. I wanted to make it clear that I was a man, not a crying baby. Stepping onto that roller coaster was what I remember the most.
6th grade was not all that bad. That is before the incident however. Going to school was fun for the most part, the classes were difficult, friends were plenteous, and the food was good. Life at Lancaster Country Day School was swell, again, before the incident. Now, said issue somewhat killed my image at the school and saved it at the same time; it also made me question others. Were my friends really my friends? Or did they use me to as a sick and twisted way to formulate drama? I had a friend. I had many friends really, I was friends with the whole 50 people in my grade. But this friend, this friend was different. Her name Mady Gosselin. Yes, the Mady Gosselin from Kate Plus 8. We had been close, I talked to her almost every day. However,
I lost my shoes that night to cause they fell off in the lake so my mom had to make me some it was pretty funny. I wouldn't say it was the best experience, but it sure wasn't the worst. Now for the funny part, Some of my worst experiences. i was about eleven so not that long ago we were down in the racetrack area we had found and we hadn't been there for a while and noticed there was a hill of rocks about four feet high so we decided to ride up them because it was flat on the top. I was scared like normal, so my grandpa said “ why don't you go ahead and do the throttle?” I was okay with that so I got ready my grandpa was behind me ready to steer and right when I pushed the throttle I pushed just a little too much and we tipped the four wheeler on top of us, we were crushed between the rocks and the four wheeler for about ten minutes and now when I run I think that's why my knee messes up all the time cause I got a rock stuck in it. Another experience is I was riding my sister around I was ten, she was five I had her up front so she would be safe and we pulled into the driveway because i needed a drink. We stopped and my mom got us a drink, I was turned around talking to my grandpa on the four wheeler no one was paying attention to my sister and while we were talking she pressed the throttle and we crashed into the
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"Dude, I've been on many roller coasters before and none of them have broke!" I was still very nervous, and prayed to god that I could make it out alive. I was so busy worring, that when I finnaly
About ten seconds later, the ride slowed down and came to a complete stop. I opened my eyes and the world around looked like a blur. Then, the same man came around and let me off. I sprinted far away from my family and dropped to the ground, laying down face first. I laid there until my family caught up with me , thinking I survived the drop tower. Then, we said our goodbyes to the park and murmured about the terrifying ride all the way home.
One day when I was five and in Begindergarton When my friends and I went outside for recess most of us went straight to the big part of the playground. Just like the other kids I had to wait my turn. Finally it was my turn, and I was not following the rules. I was not going the right way we were supposed to on the jungle gym After I had a couple of turns on the monkey bars I went again and that was when I fell off.
This sent me into an immediate panic. Was she hurt? What rule did I break? Did she find out about ____? I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom, and I called her.
I went to Northview Elementary from Kindergarten to 5th grade. Kindergarten and First grade are the only two years that seem to stick out for me. I remember being at recess in Kindergarten with a couple of friends I made. The teacher, Mrs. Francis blew her whistle signaling that recess was over, but me and my friends weren't ready to go back inside. We tried hiding on the playground, which was not a success. Mrs. Francis only warned us that what we did was wrong. Mrs. Francis was my favorite school teacher, I remember her teaching me how to spell pizza and I being so fascinated that there was a Z. I always had so much fun in her class, she was such a genuine lady.
I moved into that sinister street and itty bitty house when I was 6. It was my 12th birthday when we decided to hop up on the roof. My mother was gone and he said "we'll only be up there fer a bit. Aint' gonna be a problem" He flashed me a thumbs up. So I hesitantly got up there, too afraid to look down. My brother came second. But it wasn't until
As the night wore on we continued to play, and then it happened. I swung at his face in a joking manner and with out realizing it, Jason had pulled out a knife and it had cut me. Instead of pain, I felt a surge of pressure being released and I knew what had happened was not good. As I felt the knife cut into my arm, I could see blood shoot across the room. Immediately I grabbed the cut on my arm and ran to the bathroom sink!
I prayed that it was just a stick, it wasn’t. I looked down at my broken, messed up arm. I immediately started screaming “I broke my arm, I broke my arm” over and over. I somehow unzipped the trampoline and run to the back door.
I had got out they tool you use to get the wheels out of my wheel shoes and started to chase them in anger. That lasted the whole recess because I was wanting to hurt them so bad. The bell had rang and everyone went to their lines to go to class.
It was 2005 in the small town of miles Iowa I was jumping on a trampoline with my brother. We were having computation to see how could jump the highest. I won the contest then we he said “I bet you can’t to a better back flip then me” and I said “I accept your bet”. Then we started to do back flips it took us about 3 hours before one of us got a good back flip in and it was him so I lost the second contest. Then I got off for about an hour or two so I could get something to eat. When I
In the spring of 1952, my wife, my 7-year old daughter, Joan and I were out for a Sunday drive in our Chrysler Windsor. About three miles outside of Newport, we were watching for deer. Suddenly, there was a big rock in the road, just past the crest of the hill. I remember veering the car and quickly applying the brakes. We went into a ditch, but avoided hitting both a tree and a wooden fence. As I applied the brakes, my wife and I both threw our hands up to keep our daughter from hitting the dashboard (Sherman 2).