It’s a cloudy rainy day, thunder is non stop. My mom went out to get dinner for tonight, and every year on my birthday there are fireworks shot into the sky. It's been such a gloomy day, and the fireworks always change my mood instantly, gives us hope she’ll be found. My best friend Kailey and I have been friends since 2nd grade, we used to live next to each other before my mom sent me away, I never got to say goodbye to my family. I don't get to leave my house often only my best friend knows where I live now, and I sneak out at night to see her. She gives me details on what's going on in town trying to find the presidents kid the past 6 years, its been a huge epidemic and my mom doesnt let me leave the house, we don't have tv or newspaper …show more content…
I quickly tell Kailey, freaking out, we are suppose to moving out of the state. I have no idea why we have to move but I’m determined to stay with Kailey, so we start coming up with a plan for me to run away. On the night that I’m suppose to run away, some people show up at our door, I don't answer it, my mom doesnt let me. So I quickly go out through a window in the basement, and at that same time the mysterious men barge inside. I hear a lot of yelling and so I take off running and not stopping. I see them leaving and hide behind a bush with my mom in the back seat of the cop car. Man I got out fast, that could’ve been a close one. I grab my phone and text Kailey to me up with me, I cannot believe I’m actually doing this! I’m so scared though, but this will be so worth …show more content…
I asked him some questions like, how old are you, do you have a licence, or a job. He said he has a job, a licence and he is 18. We headed out to Kailey house in Charlie's red 2001 mustang. We got to Kaileys house and went to her room to make a plan about how we’re going to run away without anyone finding us. We sat there coming up with a plan for about 5 hours, we put all of them in a basket and each grabbed one. I grabbed we all get jobs and save up some money to get an apartment, Charlie got run away and live in a homeless shelter (gross), and Kailey said that we could run away and go to LA and become actors. So out of the three, we put them in the basket again and I got to choose the final decision, and I picked up that we come up with a plan to run away, we are going to LA to try and pursue our new goal of becoming actresses. So Kailey and I got jobs and saved up for about 3 months before we left, there is flyers everywhere looking for me so I cut my hair and dyed it. We finally started the gruesome trip from Kingman Arizona to Los Angeles California, we were out about a mile out when I got stung by a bee, I fall to the ground and start seizing. Kailey had no idea what to do, a random car stop
I was sitting in a basement that smelled bad and was stuffy, I needed to get out of there. I was with my friend who liked to ride bikes. So, we decided to ride bikes. Outside we only had 1 normal bike, the other was an old bike with a banana seat on it. I lost a coin toss so I had to ride the trashy bike that had trouble even going straight. There was a trail down at the park where we would ride the bikes. We thought we would go there first and then go climb on playground after. At the very beginning of the trail there’s this difficult hill that goes pretty fast and shoots you right at a left turn. If you didn’t slow down and turn fast enough you would crash.
So, we had to approve the apartment and tell her what we wanted fixed. At
One day in Tennessee, I came to the rescue of my brother. We finally got to our cabin after eight hours of driving plus stops. Tennessee is really nice because there are mountains and lots of green trees. The waterfalls are beautiful, too. My family’s cabin had two rooms and three beds. It also had a hot tub on the deck and a great view. On the third day my dad, brother, dog, and I went on a walk on a path by rocky walls. On the way we saw a wooden wagon that was old. My brother and I got in it for my dad to take a picture. Suddenly, my brother got stung by a bee! It hurt his arm, which felt like a needle poking you in the arm. I walked him back up to our cabin where he could get the first aid-kit. I handed him medicine and a band aid, then
As teenagers, we tend to think that we don't need our parents help, but I must admit that it’s not easy living without either one by your side. For my second year of high school, I moved away from home and became a boarder at Bolles. At first, I was so overly excited to be away from home because I thought I was about to have all the freedom in the world. Well, soon enough I learned that I thought wrong. Of course, being in the dorm environment consisted of certain rules to ensure our safety and of course there were rules that the borders, including myself did and do not agree on. Over the past three years, I have observed that the boarder population feels like some rules are not made for our safety, but made to stop us from having a little
It’s September of 2009, the semi-truck is sitting outside with all of our belongings in it, like an airplane waiting to take us away. Today is gloomy and raining as usual, but I know I’m going to miss it. The sun has started going down; we all get into the vehicles we’re designated. Me, my Dad, and Jade our Boxer into the truck, Mom Jaycee and the other animals into the car, and my Aunt Tina and Grandma into their suburban. It’s bitter sweet, I am so excited to go to a new city, new state, new everything, but I’m leaving behind everyone I grew up with. My closest friends who thought I was funny, not weird. Who I consider my brother, Daniel, and my mom’s side of the family all left behind. We begin driving, the truck brakes releasing
I only had a few friends at school, but Chief stood above everyone as the best of my friends. While I was at school everyday, I would daydream about being home with Chief and all the fun we would have. There were hardly any people at the school that I would talk to. It was a prison to me, but my sanctuary was waiting on me at home. Everyday when I arrived home from school, Chief awaited me with a wagging tail and a smile on his face. I would smile back, and if I had a tail it would have been wagging along with his. We would play for hours with anything we could find. It could’ve been an old ball or a pair of shoes; it didn’t matter to Chief. Once it turned dark and it was time for me to go to bed, my mother would yell, “Come in and go to sleep. You have school tomorrow.” Just the thought of school changed my mood entirely. I would go from a overjoyed mood, to one of sorrow. I’d give Chief a big hug and go to my bed. I would lay there praying that the two of us would be able to spend our whole lives together. As I drifted away, I would think of what Chief and I were to do the next
As we walked through the woods on the dark cold night in October we notice screaming of what we had thought to be the neighbor girl. We creep closer to the large mansion and climb the gates to get in the massive front yard. As me and my friends Kevin, Douglas, and randy reach the front door, we slowly creep open the front door, we hear screams and yells and very quickly leave the situation. We head back to the house for the night and decide that we will make a plan and return to the mansion tomorrow.
Summer flew by and it was time to go figure out all of my classes and meet all of my teachers. I walked in and my mom asked me where the black pod was, and I that's when I really started to panic, but luckily my older sister was there to come to the rescue. We
It was Tuesday and the day was draining away. I wanted to go buy new hair dye, but I knew it was too late. Careless, I got money from my piggy bank and asked my little sister Natalie to come along. I usually go out by myself but I decided to take her to feel more safe. Since my parents were not home yet I had to make this trip quick, so we took the bus.
Every new graduated high school student wants to get out of their parents’ house. They want independence, and to feel like they are going somewhere in life. Well, that’s what I thought. Moving out was the hardest thing I had done so far. I had just graduated and was barely making any money but I thought oh well so many people move out this young I’m just going to have to work harder, maybe skip school this semester until I can get on my feet to take classes. I knew all too well that I wouldn’t be able to afford it on my own, so I asked my best friend if she wanted to live with me. Little did we both know that living with another person would be a very different experience then living with our parents. We had plenty of fights over messy rooms, the empty fridge, empty bank accounts, and annoying neighbors.
We had just stepped off the ferry and were waiting for the rest of our things to be put in the truck. We were finally here. A small island just off the coast of Oregon. My stepdad had received a job offer here as a marketing manager of some small company, which meant we had to move...again. This move broke the record of how many times we moved in a year.
Admiring my subjects, my slender fingers fidgeted in anticipation and the corners of my lips quivered in attempt to hold my smile. I’d finally found everything I needed and I considered the possibilities of what I could do next. In front of my raw, rug-burnt knees, everyone was meticulously sprawled out in a line on the floor with proper separation and position. Perfect. Everyone is ready, too. I rapidly snatched my first subject and yanked the limbs off of it—parts and hinges flying around the room before I shoved miscellaneous materials into the empty sockets. One done… Don’t worry, everyone… I’ll fix you too. While I began grasping the next subject, a shriek pierced my ears.
I run to try to take cover. I cannot find my best friend. I run into the bathroom and try to call and text Justin. There is no service. The bathroom is disgusting.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder but yet, abstinence is slowly killing me softly. It's been about 2 year, 4 months, 17 hours, and 32 minutes now of me being single yet, I still have hope that he will come back to me. We departed from each other on bad terms and, it was entirely his fault. How could he be so lackadaisical and half hearted with the only thing he cares about in this world? These types of thoughts coil around my head all day long but, this should not be my main focus. As I lay in this dark room, with the curtains clothes, and on my silky black bed set, there's virtually no way to escape depression. I can still smell the mixture of his axe spray accompanied with the old spice body wash, that he liked.
I remember how a certain night in 2007 changed the course of my life forever. I was heading home from a Bible study at my relatives’ house and there was a dense condensation of fog forming outside of my car window. I could vaguely see police lights flashing outside of my house as the car came to abrupt stop at the curb. I jumped out and ran into my house to a scene of absolute chaos. I stood breathless as I saw my grandpa being led down the stairs by a police officer.