The day is August 4, 2015. Bing! “What time is it?” I asked myself, only to find that it is only 6:45. “Good, I need some time” I continue to speak to myself. I somehow manage to drag myself out of my ruby red sheets. I think to myself, I’m going to Cedar Point today. I shiver and shriek in excitement. I 'm positive today was going to be the day I ride Top Thrill Dragster. After all, it was only Tuesday, who even goes to Cedar Point on a Tuesday?
This story takes place last summer in the month of July, about one week. My family and I went on a trip out west. Our final destination was in South Dakota. We left on a monday morning and I remember my mom was trying to get me up and they almost left without me. Everyone packed their bags in the car but when I was about to put mine in the car I was informed that there was no more room and it had to get tied to the roof. My dad eventually tied it down and off we went. After being in the car for over three hours my little cousin Maddie had to use the bathroom and I was really hungry.
Traveling from all over the world numerous people come just to see the Hollywood sign, the Hollywood walk of Fame, and Universal Studios Hollywood. On the contrary, Pennsylvania is rich in History being that it is one of the original 13 colonies. Also, where the constitution and the declaration of independence was written and signed. Similarly, to California people come from all over the world to visit the historic sites that are still standing in downtown Philadelphia, Independence Hall, The Liberty Bell, and The Betsy Ross House just to name a few. As I conclude, living in Pennsylvania and California gave me exposure to life although in different ways, with a hint of similarities that tied it all together that made me a well rounded person full of drive to
April, 1849 Being on the trail for about a week has brought unexpected holdups. First off the tall grass that scrapes my bare legs as I walk. Lena, Lilly and I all have plenty of gashes from burs and thorns. Our first landmark was Alcove Springs. We never stopped, although it was nice to think that there were people before us taking this journey.
I was born in Texas and live here now, though moved around a lot when I was young. I had been to eight different schools by the time I graduated. For some reason or another, every few years my family had to move somewhere else for a promotion or a bigger opportunity. Aside from just moving to a different suburb, When I was 11, my Dad was promoted and we moved to Wyoming. Friends aside, it 's just a cold and un-interesting place. Not much else to say. Thankfully, two years ago we moved back to Texas and I don 't miss Wyoming one bit. As for now, I recently graduated high school and am in college for the first time. In terms of aspirations, I 'm especially creative and enjoy drawing, graphic design, and other artsy hobbies of the like.
A Moving Experience Moving houses had always been strenuous for me, especially since my family had moved multiple times. This was my family’s third time moving. We were moving from California to Indiana. Even though it was my third time moving, I still found it arduous to move locations and to say goodbye to the friends I made in California.
Kansas Bound On May of 2010 I went to Kansas City, MO to see my Grandma. This was my first long car ride since I can remember , nine hours going speed limit. First, we were in the rough side of Kansas, mostly because we lost signal and got lost. We couldn’t look out the side of the window or there was a fifty fifty chance we may or may not get shot.
After we moved to Colorado I became a wild child some might say, and once I graduated from High School and moved away from home I was on a path of destruction. Throughout this entire time, my parents were supportive and we had a good relationship. My sister and I had a good relationship but she was married by this time and moved to Colorado a couple years later. Although, I never was in a committed relationship I would date and had a few girlfriends throughout this time. As I have heard it referred, I was sewing my oats, not wanting to settle down so when I felt things were becoming too serious we would break up, or there would be infidelity. Another relationship I was in I would have pursued further but ended suddenly because of an apartment
Getting down to Nebraska was harsh and the trail was dusty. The children like me had to take care of the animals. Jim, Antonia and myself became really good friends after living next door to each other for a while and we do everything together. When I work, I help my dad to plant and harvest crops and hunt for food. We planted and harvested corn, potatoes, pumpkin, wheat, peas, carrots and tomatoes. In the years I lived in Nebraska, people died sooner because all of us didn't have the certain type of medicine to keep people alive longer. When I went out with friends, we would take turns on who took the wagon out and if it was my turn and the wagon broke down I would have to fix it myself. We have both rich families and poor families in my town. I have a friend that
Who wouldn’t love to go to California? Going to California could be the most enjoyable moment of your life, why don’t you try it out! Going to California was by far my favorite vacation, I got to see the Hollywood sign, go to Disney Land, and get in the Pacific Ocean.
Three years ago in July, my family was surprised with a vacation to Frisco, Colorado. It was my first time seeing mountains, and I was not disappointed. Ever since we returned, I have been in love with the towering rocky formations that unfortunately do not exist along the coastline of Florida. Therefore, if one were to ask me where in the world I would wish to live the most, I would easily insist Frisco, Colorado. There happens to be something about the glittering aspens and white stone coating the mountainsides of Colorado that I love. Frisco in particular, I enjoy more than other mountain town I have been too. There are a multitude of reasons why. For one, as I mentioned earlier, the ecosystem and environment of the Rocky Mountains amaze
We were on our way to New Mexico to visit my grandparents. At this time, I lived in Texas so it was not that far and they lived by the state line of Texas, the North West side of Texas. It always took us about four hours to get there but this trip was a little different. We were in tornado season so you know where this is going it could have been like two and a half hours. Then we hear on the radio a tornado alert luckily there was a rest point with a gas station so we stopped and went inside I was only like nine years old but remember this day. Were inside the gas station and the manager tells us we have to go in the bathroom not even a minute goes by and we can hear a train like noise.
It’s about six hours since you left for Arizona . The way things have been, I know you wouldn’t have expected me to come to see you off. I was so focused on getting by on my own in the city, I didn’t realize how much I missed being with friends. And it was only today I realized how much I’ve missed you.You were my best friend for as long as I can remember, and it’s been almost two weeks since I last talked to you. I probably could have if I’d put in the effort. Alex was at the same school, just a grade higher, and by the end of the first month he was so busy exploring the streets with his classmates we hardly saw him at home. But sticking to myself was easier. And by the time I got to the even bigger middle school, the thought of doing anything
O is for ocean. I went to the ocean twice in my whole life. I went to Florida and Texas. I went to Florida when I was a baby. Then I went to Texas two years ago when I was eleven. My favorite was going to Texas because I don 't really remember Florida because I was a baby.