My two best friends, Lindsay and Kyle, were both with me planning on going on another adventure around our town, Mill Creek, which, in most places, you would see as a wealthy town. Except for us. Lindsay and Kyle both lived in apartments and I live on a dead end street in a long dark navy blue rambler. We banded together as the loners of Heatherwood mid, Kyle being a grade higher than us though. Lindsay and I met in 5th grade, back at my elementary school, she was the other nerdy half-Asian loner girl with long dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and glasses. I guess glasses were just our thing because when Kyle joined our little group. He, too, wore glasses. But he was the medium in our group, being about half a foot taller than …show more content…
This stream was bigger though, being both wider and deeper, yet not enough to be called a river. Of course, we had to explore this one two, leaving not an inch of the forest unchecked. We followed this stream down its twists and turns, over and under fallen trees and roots, the water slowly climbing up to our waists. I could no longer feel my toes and about half my legs, but I didn’t have time to think about that, we were on an adventure. We slowly made our way towards the end, the water no longer flowed here. Dark water up to our waists, stepping from tree root to tree root, feeling the sharp rocks with our toes and a gentle brush on your leg by a… well I’m not too sure what that was… but we kept going. The water turned to a small circle of water, surrounded by horsetails and other plants. Guess it was time to turn back. I turned to them and spoke, for the first time, having been distracted by the task at hand, and said, “… so… Y’know there could be like… snakes swimming around in here… and we’re just like, “Where’s the next adventure?”” We weren’t the smartest
One day, on a Saturday afternoon . We went to the boat. The boat is parked at the bow at Newman lake. The boat is a blue and white color. The blue is a dark blue but faded.
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.
I was riding my horse on our Ranch It was a beautiful day Birds were chirping Cows were mooing and the Nice cool breeze was blowing and everything was fine and My Dad and I were going to check the cows and check their waters and on the way I was riding and a Cotton Tail rabbit ran out of a bush and my horse got spooked and he started bucking and he bucked me off and I got right back on and started riding again. And when I got to where the cows were we have 50 and I only counted 45 and so I knew some were missing so I was Approaching the creek to see if they were down in the creek to see if they were down there and when I got down there I heard them bawling and so I rode up out of the creek and went to a different one we call Sourdough Creek
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.
Every year, my family goes on a snowmobile trip with my friend Aftyn’s family in Spearfish, South Dakota. About two years ago, we drove out for our trip as usual. The first day was super fun. We stopped at Four Corners, a fun hill to climb, and we did lots of racing. The second day was a little more eventful.
Over the summer I traveled to Tennessee to see my cousins. The day we arrived, we visited Lake Winnie, an amusement park with tons of rides with a water park. It was a joyful day. That day I went on the first roller coaster I 've ever been on. While walking nervously up the steps to get into line with my cousin, I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body, and I felt very anxious.
Saturday morning. 7 AM. Standing outside in the crisp, cool air, I feel the woodland breeze brush against my skin, and I shudder at its piercing coldness. Obscured by a light haze of mist, my eyes struggle to make out the twisting curves of the DuPage River Trail as it snakes through the grassy terrain and off into the direction of the rising sun. With one hand tightly gripped around the saddle, I place my trusty 24-inch Sun unicycle directly in front of myself.
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.
This summer I had so much fun doing outdoor activities. On a birthday trip to Pigeon Forge, TN, with my family, we did a ropes course, went zip lining, and went rafting. Doing all those activities in one day filled me with excitement and fear at the same time. At the end of the day, I was tired but happy!
There was an eerie silence about, peaceful yet unnerving at the same time, the cold wind bit us relentlessly yet all stood solemnly utilizing what little warmth the memorial candles we held granted us. The silence seemed never ending, everyone gathered standing petrified looking towards the piercing pictures of the six victims who passed away in the fatal shooting at the Oak Creek Sikh Temple on August 5th, 2012. Far and wide around the nation people belonging to different faiths and races had all gathered at the Renton Sikh Temple. I noticed in the corner of my eye a young white women standing silently with tears falling to her feet, I was still quite young at the time and had no grasp over my emotions but this sight made me sorrowful. In th0is fragile state after seeing the 2012 Aurora shooting all over the news in July then a month later this tragedy.
Hello! Yes I am doing well and had been travelling a lot recently. I am going to Big Bear Lake in CA this weekend with a couple friends. Time to ski! haha
Me and my boys are finally leaving independence to alcove springs which is 166 miles away and will take us about 6 days. My luck is that the train in front of ours were a bunch of city people couldn't handle their animals so we had to sit there for about an hour then we finally went on our way then we noticed a problem there was too much weight so I looked inside the wagon and there was a big dresser in there with nothing in it so we had no choice to throw it out the dresser didn't really mean much but it was expensive
A large branch of the tree snapped off and fell onto my other stirrup, I wailed out in pain. I began to slip off my saddle. With my last bit of strength, I grabbed onto Cloud's mane. I could feel the water around my legs, the water had risen to about three feet. I knew if I let go, this might be my last breath of
Montreat, North Carolina is a Presbyterian Youth Conference located in Black Mountain. We meet so many new people, we exchange opinions, and we share our difficulties. We become so much closer to our youth group, which for the week is referred to as our back-home group. Montreat is such a safe place. I know I can truly be myself whether I am with my friends or with strangers.
As I peer through the thick smoke, reminding myself why I chose to come in the first place, I see a half dead man on the floor- begging for water. We don’t have enough food or clothes. There are very few of us left to fight against the redcoats. Even though on some days we are cheerful, we are starving and freezing. I am wondering if I should re-enlist or go back home.