My grandpa has always told me that every childhood experiences stay with you forever, even the dangerous ones. My grandparents’ house is my favorite place to be there are so many things to do there. My favorite thing is that I love riding the four wheeler at my grandparents’ house well at least I used to. I had a huge accident and it has changed my life I am terrified to go on the it by myself. I can still remember the smell outside and how everything looked. The day that I almost lost my life was one of the worst days of my life. Me and my whole family got together for Thanksgiving at my grandparents’ house. It was a nice fall afternoon; we were all sitting inside having a good lunch. It was a great day we were all having a great conversation, but us kids got a little bored. So us kids went outside to go and do something, so we …show more content…
I was sitting on the coach and Oliva came up to me to talk to me about the accident. “Hi Tor, how are you feeling?” asked Olivia “Yeah I’m okay just sore, what about you?” I said “I’m okay too my foot just hurts. I still can’t believe that just happen I feel like it was my fault I should’ve told not to go to that side.” said Olivia “No this is no one’s fault it was an accident and there is no way anyone could have seen this coming.” I said After we were all sitting at our grandparents for a while we all went home to go get some rest from the stressful day we all just had. It really made me realize that this is going to affect my life and how they see me. I’m never going to be able to drive a four wheeler ever again nor drive one. Also how they are going to scared every time I get in a car, or even if I started driving how they were going to be super protective. But later through life I have gotten over my fear of four wheeler. I’m still afraid to go near the road, but atleast I can drive around my grandparents
After we got tired of the pool me and my family started to head to the beach. So as we walked we noticed an amazing shell so we went and picked it up and there was a snail inside of it. It jumped out of its shell at my dad and scared us to death. After that we set it back free in the ocean, the we went and played around in the amazing water. My mom and my grand ma went to go and get lunch from the beach side café. They had the best food on the beach, we all ate our lunch and were stuffed
Ray smiled back, “yep, that was me.” He then saw her right ankle and his smile fell. Her ankle was bandaged up, and he soon realized why.
The next day I woke up without a worry on my mind. I fought with my siblings about who got to eat the last powdered sugar donut. Being the youngest, I obviously lost. As soon as we were done with breakfast, my cousins and I ran over to the lake to go for a quick swim. When we got back I heard that we were going to go for a ride through the country side.
Experiences mold people into who they are destined to become. They teach lesson to the ignorant, inspire the stagnant, and spark the content. A person’s experiences write their past and present, and my experiences wrote a dramatic story. My story begins with a naive child who was blinded by the wicked’s of the world, but one day hell released it’s beast. The beast came in the form of shattering words cracking picture frames and smashing children's hearts. It tore a family into two and transformed this girl into an adult. The beast had hunted her down and handed her the role of a leading her siblings to success. But this evil didn’t gain power over the young child; inside of her it blossomed a caring heart that strived to ease the pain of others
My mom and my sister took me to camp. They helped me setup my bed, and shortly after they dropped me off, they had to leave. We said our goodbyes, and they were gone. I didn’t know one person there, so after they left, I walked over to the carpet ball table. There were probably about 4-5 kids at the carpet ball table. Lucky for me, two girls, LIzzy
We were traveling thought all the beautiful places and cities in the country. During our vacation, one day we stopped at a restaurant in a small town. As we were eating, my 16-year-old cousin said to me hurry up, finish your meal and we’ll go play outside. I was a little boy just turned six years. I was excited to go play outside with my cousin, so I was the first one to finish with my meal.
Childhood experiences tend to stay within a person 's life, including the ones that have taught you something as valuable as courage. For me, such experience that taught me how to be courageous, as I am presently, took place when I was about the age of 8. I was traveling with my family from one continent to another to reach our desired destination: America. Before, I had lived in the same city for as long as I remembered and knew everyone around me. I knew my whole village in and out like it was at the back of my hand and was comfortable in whatever corner I went. So as one could imagine, a hometown girl, who hasn’t been exposed to any other areas besides her birthplace, planted in an immense airport, in New York City, wouldn’t result pleasantly. When we were waiting for our
It was Christmas Eve and my grandparents had just arrived to be with us for the holidays. They always come over every year, it’s like a family tradition. We always watched The Polar Express that night, which is also a tradition we do. After that we usually make the cookies and get a glass of milk for Santa. Finally, we go to bed anxious for tomorrow. It was December 25th, Christmas morning, and I was twelve years old. I was so tired because it was seven o’clock in the morning. I couldn’t fall back asleep because I was so excited that it was Christmas. I crawled out of my bed and snuck into my brother’s room and woke him up. We watched tv in my brothers room until eight o’clock and then we rushed down the hall to the top of the stairs. We could
I went to my grandma's for Mother's Day. All my cousins were there and my grandma and grandpa too. We had juicy chicken for lunch, then we went outside and played an entertaining game of wiffle ball. I all went and played a game that one of my cousins invented, which is a prime creation. When they were at my house. Then the fun was over so we had to tidy up my grandma’s yard and trim
Our family decided to take a trip to San Diego when I was young, and the trip turned out a little differently than we would have expected. To start off the trip, my brother got sick multiple times on the plane, and made everyone around his seat miss arable with the stench of vomit. When we finally landed, it was very early in the morning, before 5 o'clock. And nobody felt well. So we headed over to our cousins hotel room who had gotten theirs the night before, so we could take a nap.
"Im so sorry about her, are you boys ok?" Me and Roberto then looked at each other.
I can remember traveling to my grandparents’ house for Thanksgiving, I would become so excited the week leading up to the holiday because I was finally able to see my aunts and grandparents all at the same time. We stayed the entire Thanksgiving break at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. On Thanksgiving morning, we would wake up early to watch the Macy’s Day Parade all of us, girls and kids, still in our pajamas cuddle on the floor in front of the tv. Eventually, my mom, Grandma, Aunt Lindsey, and Aunt Elexa would get up to start
According to a 2001 Gallup poll, “more than 40% of Americans fear public speaking than death”, I was shocked to learn this statistics that I was not the only one. As I was pondering about what to write on my essay for my favorite school, I thought about my own childhood experience.
Childhood is the most unforgettable period of my life. Everyone has childhood memories. My childhood memories took place in Eritrea. These memories that are happiest and saddest memories are still in my mind. Sometimes I remember things that have happened in my childhood period and they just make me laugh. Childhood memories can be bad or good, but we can’t forget them. For these reasons, childhood memories are the most important parts of my life. Specifically, also I have some good memories of childhood.
It was a normal Saturday morning everything was going swell until, I awoke up from my slumber only to be left alone at home with my brother. In that short moment where my brother and I were left alone at home to survive I started to panic and overthink the worst-case scenario might happen. That our parents left us to fend for ourselves and we had to endure the up-coming obstacles that would soon arrive. In this experience, I learned not to overthink but to also be patient in and not make hasty decisions.