It was a normal summer day in Lutz Florida, I was 6 years old at the time and my sister was 4. We were playing inside to get away from the stifling heat from the Florida sun and having a lot of fun doing so. We attempted to entertain ourselves by moving a tennis ball along the floor and eventually, we got bored of that and she wanted a piggy back ride from me. I didn’t think my Dad would appreciate this, but he didn’t seem to mind because he was busy doing something for his work. Reluctantly, I agreed to do it and we did that for a few minutes. After a short while, my back was getting tired so I told her I needed her to get off. I told her at least 5 times to get off of me but she continued to grab my shirt and stay on. After the fifth time I tried lifting up my back so she would slide down but she continued to grasp on …show more content…
He was trying desperately to put pressure on the wound so he used a towel. He then grabbed scotch tape and started trying to tape the cutwhich I think now that was an interesting idea to contain the wound. I was extremely worried as they left for the hospital because I didn’t know what was going to happen. Eventually, my mom came home and told me that she needed 12 stitches to close the cut under her chin. Being a 6-year-old I was more concerned about when my dad came home and the punishment that I would receive. To my surprise I did not receive any punishment but just a stern talking to and a word of advice to think over the possibilities of your actions before you do them. What I learned from this experience is that something done without thinking can have major consequences. I am reminded everyday about what I did because I can still see the scar on her chin and every time I am reminded about how quickly something can be done and it can become permanent. I have a better understanding now that even something small can have big ramifications on someone
Mya denied that anyone touched them. When Mya is in trouble spank when she is in
In summary, on 09/21/15 at 0418 hours I was patrolling the area of 1600 S. Laramie Ave., at which time I observed a male subject with a youthful appearance walking northbound 16th Street. I made contact with the subject, at which time he identified himself as (Rosas, Alexis DOB 04/21/97). While speaking with Rosas, I detected a strong odor of fresh cannabis emanating from his person. Rosas related he had some cannabis in his sweater pocket. I recovered a silver box containing a green leafy substance from Rosas ' right sweater pocket.
When I made a lucky catch, I learned what carelessness could cost you. I was around seven years old at the time, and I played baseball for Lakeview Playground. It was my first year of playing hardball, and like everyone else, I had no knowledge of what was happening. Our team name was the “Grey Sharks,” only because our jerseys were
My brother brought his BB gun, as well as my cousins. The next morning, My brother, cousins, and I decided to wake up early to go explore the campground. We saw a bridge and decided to cross it. When I reached the end of the bridge, I fell in a hole and landed in a creak under the bridge. When everyone came to help me up we all went exploring along the creak a little while after the incident.
When I was eight, my family could not believe what I was doing to my nanny on the way to Gatlinburg. My family and I begin to scavenge our belongings to place in my mother 's car, my anxiety and excitement begins to rise. We all start to swarm in the vehicle and to my recollection, I notice the sun beginning to ascend over the horizon. My mother stomped on the gas pedal to accelerate the car forward out of our driveway onto the road. In the car, my parents occupy the front driver and passenger seats, my brother sits next to the window behind my mother and I sit behind my father, which leaves the middle seat for my nanny to take up.
Meet my Jazz band. This is a picture of us in New Orleans my junior year during spring break to play Jazz. I decided upon this picture because this band has had such a profound impact on how I frame my future. My connection with music through the piano has been fostered ever since I could reach those shiny black and white collection of keys. Starting at the age of four, playing the classical music of Mozart and Bach was what my musical background was founded upon, with tangible medals and accomplishments as achievements.
As we walked inside the dirty, salt stench, of a theme park, My sister started going nuts wanting to ride everything. My parents told her to wait a minute while they got themselves situated. Finally the part of the trip I was dreading the most, the part where I had to go ride the blue streak. The line wasn 't too long so we decided to go. I sat in the car with my sister, which by the way was a little bigger then me, so the bar that came across our lap only went up to my stomach.
All of a sudden this woman starts yelling at me that I had stolen her dog out the backyard. I was dumbfounded. Not only did I
I kept telling her she was crazy and to get out of my house. Then she started to get very angry at me, she told me to shut up. I told her I was going to call the cops as soon as she left so she brought me to meet her eyes. She still had her hold on me though. She said if I ever told anyone what I saw she would come and take my kids away from me.
Mr. West, Hello. I am Rebecca Brown. I went to Sheridan Schools growing up and would like to return to teach English at the high school. Unfortunately, I have run in to a bit of a snag with financial assistance.
My brother gave me his shirt so I can put it over and try and stop the bleeding, as soon as we pull up to the boat dock there are people and they're all staring, luckily there was an off-duty firefighter who was on the dock and he helped me get it wrapped up and told me I was going to need
Greeting from Yuma, I 'm sorry I have not sent a letter or called I haven 't had the opportunity. I want to let you know that I 'm okay and I 'm adventuring God 's’ beautiful creations. The craziest thing that has happened to me this far was deciding to paddle down the colorado river. I hitched hiked into Needles, California and began hiking south following the river bank.
October 23, 1947 9:30a.m. in Tucson, there I was just casually walking around, I couldn’t remember why I was there but all I knew at that point was that I was hungry. All I could think was where I was going to eat. So I just kept walking around till I had found something to eat.
My spring break was fun and relaxing. First, on Sunday, I went to The Block to meet up with one of my friends that goes to a different school. As a result, we were able to catch up on things and go shopping. On Monday, my sisters and I went to the hair salon to get a haircut. That following day, my dad, sisters, and I went to the mall to have lunch and go shopping.
Me and my sister were done so we had ran to the car and waited for mom and dad. Soon enough they came and we all had gotten in the car, dad was driving mom was in the front passenger side and my and jill were in the back seats. The drive was a 2 hour drive so we were in the car for a quite long