It was late, 8 pm to be more precise. I was standing on a sidewalk alone waiting for my mom like all the days. The horn of the cars never stopped. All the avenue looked like an ocean of lights. The cars passed like fishes of many colors. The electric train, which ran every five minutes, did not do much noise like cars. While I was watching the curious form of the traffic, my mobile phone rang. It was my mom so I answered. My face changed immediately. My mom told me that she had a problem with the car and she could not picked me up of the institute so, she told me to go alone by taking a bus. I did not know how to react at that moment. She knew I had panic gone on a bus without company. I was afraid that something could happen to me. Honestly, I had never gone to my house by bus.
I tried to calm down. First, I started to look inside my bag pack if I had enough money. Fortunately, I had it. I started to
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But before I left, a lady of 50 years old grabbed my hand and said me that she was looking at me. I did not know what to do because the fear had eaten me. She laugh and said she was not a thief. I never thought that a stranger could read my mind. She explained me she was evangelist and her only purposed was to help me. She said me “All the people have worries and you are not the exception. It’s time to overcome your fears, but do not stress, every cloud has a silver lignin”. After that, I got off the bus.
I was walking alone the street repeating in my head “It’s time to overcome your fears”. I felt happy and excited. That wise lady helped me to overcome my fear by talking. She gave me a clear example that not all people had bad intentions. After five minutes of walking, I arrived to my house. My mom was waiting me outside and received with a enormous hug. After that, I told her my experience on the bus. She opted to laugh and congratulate me. I knew that it was not going to be my last experience on a
I was so shocked that I did not know what I should say to thank her but kept nodding my head. At that moment, I was not only feeling grateful for having such a wonderful and caring teacher, I also felt so sorry for how I thought everyone around was cold and careless. Finally, I thanked her and we hugged. On my way to the orientation, I could not stop crying, but it was not because I was sad. It was because I found there were so many kind people around me, I just never spent the time to discover them.
After a while the conductor turned on his microphone and said that we were skipping the rest of the stops because the train was full. I was delighted because it was getting really noisy in the cart. Then we get to Chicago. We are all both shocked and thrilled by the amount of people walking down the streets.
I spent the next long hour sitting on the bus in silence. Finally, one of my friends realized I wasn't acting like
She was very warm and eager to teach me all about her craft. I learned a lot in the two days I worked with her. There was never a dull moment and I got to see so many different patients; patients of different backgrounds, ethnicities, age groups, and gender. All my initial fear was basically fear of what I was getting myself into.
This time I ran to the door to catch what was making that noise, and I hid next to the door. There was a light moving around my front door in circles, like someone had a flashlight, moving it around. I stood sideways at the door, determined to catch whatever was there. When I stood sideways at the door to catch what was in the bushes, I looked through the window on the door -and I saw a whole family.
I jumped Up with Joy finally realizing what she just said. ” Everybody find who you’re going to sit with for the Entire trip“, “I GOT ALAYSIA, I GOT JALIYAH”, we both screamed then eventually we headed to the bus. As we headed to the bus we stood by our friends to make sure we all sat together. And of course we Did, we Were all soooo happy that we all went into the bus at one
What made me even more nervous, was that us students had no idea where we were headed. Two charter busses were waiting for us, so I reluctantly said goodbye to my family and hopped onto the bus, fully putting my trust in the Lord and trusting in the plan he had for me the rest of the week. After an hour and a half in the bus, we pulled over at a rest stop in Springfield to have breakfast. We were almost done eating and
Train going. Silence. Train coming. Train stopped. Train going. . .’
The girl i ran into looked at she and left. Everyone around also looked at me and nobody asked me if i needed help to pick themi up. So i had to pick them all up and they all got out of order and run to the testimony. I started to get really emotional and was trying to hold it all in.
I was very emotional and I didn 't know what to do. She was a great
Since I was young, I have been passionate about lending a hand, to a person I felt needed support and this passion helped shape what my future may hold. An event happened that has been instrumental in developing my character and guiding my choices ever since. It was a late summer night and it was almost midnight when my soccer game ended, After the game, I ran into the washroom because I was dying to ease myself. I took an excessive time and missed my ride home; they must have thought I had another ride home. My situation made me become bewildered at what to do next then, I thought to myself on giving my mother a call.
At the time I was four and Kaden (my brother) was 4 months. The day started off normal, Kaden was sleeping as usually and I was looking out the window watching raindrops race each other. At that moment I remember feeling happy and content just ready to drift off to sleep, when Suddenly the tires started Squealing. My mind was then cast into a sea of darkness that seem to have no escape.
However, I was also extremely scared. I was thinking about how my classes would go? Are my teachers nice? Am I gonna have classes with my friends? After I ate breakfast, I got in the car with my mom and met up with my best friend Kalliee so we could at least walk in together because we didn 't have any classes together.
It felt as though I was running through a montage of my life like in all the romantic movies. It felt as though everything was passing by in a blur yet ever so vivid. Like time had stopped yet moving so fast. The words I spoke felt unreal and the steps I took felt non-existent. I looked ahead of me and all I could see was white sand and the beautiful ocean rubbing up against it.
so I could stay home. But this time it was real. So I called my mom to ask if it was ok to walk home, she said no. She told me to try to make it to lunch, and that I was probably just hungry. She was tired of me skipping school.