At that moment my stomach started churning and moving, I knew it was going to be a horrible
I smelled all of the amusement park food, and felt sick. The day was boiling hot, and when we buckled into the roller coaster, I heard the operator, who looked like he was sweating a river, say that this roller coaster was 62 years old. That just made me even more terrified. As we were waiting, and I was talking to my cousin, the operator suddenly pushed the button.
I will never forget that encounter the intense sun, the endless horizon, the infinite shades of blue that dissolved any boundary between sky and trees. The views were like swimming into a kaleidoscope, deceptively plain "Lake Winaukee" sign on the outside, but a show of colors on the inside, waiting to shock and, mesmerize me. Those colors! Sails on the horizon covered the lake; streaks of sunlight illuminated them, the swaying wildlife creating a dance of rhythm. Beautiful, preserved life synchronizing every movement with the camp sight creating one living entity.
So after our visit to Cedar Lake we set off on our way to the badlands. Now this isn't going to be like the kind of story where i talk about our amazing time their and skip all the driving. This is about the trip their and the many of complications but many of miracles. Our trip to the badlands is one of the most inspirational parts of this entire book. Their are many of places and times when God really reveales himself to us and shows us his great mercy.
The lake was cold as glacier ice, a kind of cold that pierces right through your body. It was just us and the open water. There was no one in sight. I didn’t know whether it was beads of sweat or just droplets of water dribbling down my forehead. At that moment I have realized that in life, sometimes people can make poor decisions unintentionally.
Police Brutality is a huge problem in America today, and few steps are being taken to prevent this justice. There are numerous cases where a police officer’s motives are put into question, leading to public unrest due to controversy. Whether it is racial, simple hate, or if the police officer is simply unstable, there is an easy way to bring justice to this problem. Body cameras have been employed in various cities and states already, and have proven to be effective in reducing police brutality. Body cameras are on the verge of changing policing as we know it.
A small island off the tip of Florida, it was only four by two miles. I knew something was different when we moved to Fort Zachary Taylor state park. Haunted, was what the park rangers called it. But I knew they were just trying to scare me, or were they?
Killer Games may be fun, but not this one. We had owned our lake house for several years, but no one knew someone who came along with us was capable of murder; someone was capable of killing with little thought, killing people who they had once loved. That raised a burning question, however, did this person ever love us? It was just a stupid little game, or so everyone thought.
The drive was almost unbearable, but the thought of spending the week in the snow with family kept me going. It was only a four hour drive, but at 9 years old, it felt like an eternity. The scenery slowly changed from flat land, to rolling hills. The hills were covered in yellow dying grass, but they were still beautiful. Then we started to make the climb.
I was at me wits’ end, Id lost all sense of time, and it was probably around then I started to feel gaping holes in my
When I was in 8th grade, me and my friends decided to go on the Haunted Hayride. We all got in the tractor which took us to the top of a hill and dropped us off at the start of the maze. When we got out of the tractor we went to the maze entrance and me and all my friends were very scared. Through the whole maze me and my friends were screaming and holding onto each other. At the end of the maze we were all scared but laughing at the same time, but we wanted to go through it again.
When we were trying to cross the river the current picked up and I fell a couple of times because it started raining, and I could feel the rocks when I hit the ground and I could taste the fishy water. But there was no lightening so we kept swimming in the river for a long time. While we swimming down stream Will saw a bridge and he wanted to go there. Right when we saw the bridge it thundered it was so loud that I could hear it like it was right in my ear.
Told to me by my grandmother, it scared me to death. La Llorona known as the weeping woman is a ghost story of Mexican folklore, tells of a woman who lost her children and now weeps while looking for them in a river. It is send that if you see or hear her, death will be upon you. This story scared me and I never went out at night for a very long time. This story just wants to assure parents that their little ones will not be out late along the riverbanks in
The guy had just asked me out. All I could say was “I don’t feel good, I have to go sit down.” So I sat down and that was the last thing I remembered before blacking out. Everyone told me that I began jerking and my best friend went to find a teacher. I had had a seizure.
The next couple days were horrible I had to dread through them and just sit there pretending like he wasn’t there. He kept staring at me and was making me uncomfortable. That’s when I knew I had to go tell someone that would help me I just, I couldn’t do it anymore, it wasn’t easy but I knew I had to do it” I said, “Thank you Miss.
