Descriptive Essay On A Dark Night

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The Dark Night I was always taught to stick up for myself, to never let anyone walk over me; and if they did I was expected to handle it. I guess you could call me ‘sassy and southern’, as my daddy always joked too me. My parents raised me to watch my surroundings and too always be cautious; but one night I wasn’t able to use what I have been taught since I was little. One summer night I will never forget and I’m thankful to be alive. I moved to Mount Holly in the early summer of this year to help out with my grandma and my family that lives here, but charlotte has always been my home. One hot summer night in august, I went to visit my friends in charlotte with my boyfriend of five years. We don’t get to see our friends much since …show more content…

Walking out to my boyfriend’s car we saw a man dressed in all black in his car doing something. Robert (my boyfriend), yelled “Hey! What are you doing!” very loudly. The man turned around quickly and we saw that he had a gun; not pointed towards us, but he definitely had a gun. Robert quickly stood in front of me and whispered “call the cops now”. I was frozen, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think; nothing. The man slowly walked off, almost as he was trying to be arrogant in a way because he knew we couldn’t do anything. I called the cops in a frantic and they quickly came to the house. We looked in the car to see what the man had taken. He stole my laptop, my wallet, and my boyfriend’s book bag, all of the items which were in the trunk of the car, that he popped open with some type of stealing …show more content…

They caught him stealing a car and holding a man up with the same gun I saw the night me and Robert got robbed. I dropped to my knees and cried in happiness, happiness for getting my things back, but more so happiness for being alive. The officer said I was lucky because this man had a motive and it wasn’t just stealing people’s items, he was a very mean man. Come to find out, the boy is younger than I am and facing a lot of time in jail. This is one life experience I will never forget. It was far from a nice vacation or a happy memory for sure, but it’s also one I will carry with me forever, and I will always remember one thing: to watch my surroundings, and to treat others the way I want to be treated. Maybe if the man that stole my things had followed these simple rules he would be better off today, but all I can do is pray that he finds peace in his heart and that he never does something like that to anyone again. I feel more blessed than ever, and as strange as it sounds, I am very thankful for this life

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