Somewhere Under my Rainbow
When you are little, the whole world feels like a big playground. Your dreams
are big and your hopes are always high. When you are little, your biggest worry
is who will get the big swing at recess. As a child I had a very vivid imagination
and a best friend whose imagination was even livelier than mine.
I was living in Conyers, Georgia the summer it all happened. I was a second
grader, but my best friend Stephanie was only in the first grade. Both of our
parents were at work and had left my older sister, Kim, in charge of us. She was
sixteen years old with a haughty attitude. Most of the time she let us go our own
way, while she talked on the phone and groomed herself.
Today was no different than any other day that she had kept us. We left the
house around 3:00pm and hadn’t been back since. Sweat poured down our
foreheads as we sat on Stephanie’s front lawn. Stephanie was a plain girl with
long stringy blond hair, the shade of honey mustard and brown eyes whom
faded into the sun. Although her looks didn’t show it, she had a spark about her.
She had a spark that most kids, at the age of seven, didn’t have. “So , what can we do? It’s hot but neither of us have a pool. There isn’t a kid within three blocks of here, and I’m bored!” she exclaimed, with am agitated look upon her face.
“I don’t know, but it sure is hot. Hey! Let’s go in your basement and see
what’s in there. I promise to go first!” I told her.
If there were anything in the world Stephanie feared more than hell, it was
her basement. She had feared it since she was tall enough to see down the dark
and empty staircase. She had never been down there, but the thought of it’s
contents drove her wild. “Okay but only on my terms. First of all, you go first. And we are only going for a minute. Oh, and one more thing, if I get scared, I’m coming back up. Okay?” she told me.
I agreed to her terms and we headed into her house.
Shell decides to test her statement by putting her, eight year old, daughter in a backyard with nothing specific to do. Shell notices that in the moments of frustration, her daughter began to explore different ways in she could entertain herself. She realized that children need to fail at times, in order for them to
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the greatest fears of a child is growing up wondering if their life as an adult will it be the same
were in was. We picked up my two younger brothers and rushed to my God Mothers
I was four, I was carefree, I was full of life. Outside, we were free to do anything. My cousins, sister, and I could do whatever we wanted. The thoughts slipped through my mind, quick as a flowing river, and I did not have a care to catch it. All I was thinking about was a way to satisfy my immense and never ending curiosity. As my feet stepped onto the warm cement road where my cousin Isaiah was crouching and inspecting the ground,
It was a normal afternoon after school when I returned to my house after a busy
grandmother’s house because it made me feel safe and warm. There was a smell of