A Day Of My Friend

It was a hot summer day on Lake Logan Martin, perfect for taking out the jet skis with my best friend Jake. We were showing off and trying to impress some hot girls on a pontoon when all the sudden, Jakes jet ski went flying upside down through the air like a drunk pelican. Before I knew it, all I could see was the bright orange and yellow colors of his jet ski zooming by my head, and Jake hit the water head first causing water to splash all over my face. I rushed over to where his jet ski landed and I was sure he was dead. I dove into the lake and grabbed him, he felt lifeless as I drug him to the surface. A patrol boat sped up to us and helped pull him on the boat. Thankfully he just suffered from a broken clavicle and a broken arm but it

I live in the small town known as none other than Bridgman. Bridgman is a peaceful town where you have an extraordinarily small chance of being a victim of crime, with only nine incidents total ever recorded, and a total population of just under twenty-three hundred, (2,300) and nice public amenities. This little town is practically perfect. Perfect in every way, all except one. I needed help, and at times, I felt cursed. I couldn’t make friends, or keep friends. This is when my hero came through for me.

One evening, my family and I were approached by a homeless man asking for money as we were about to enter a restaurant. My siblings jolted behind my father; however, his eyes caught my attention. He was starving; not only for food but for clothes, warmth, a home, and a family. All of which are aspects of our lives that we take for granted. My father offered to pay for any meal of his choice. Up to this point in my life, I had never realized how privileged I am to be able to walk into any restaurant and complain about how full I was; while others are out in the cold, starving. The most prominent memory of this night was when I saw the

Tracey my neighbor said “Come and do your laundry at my house”, my mom replied ‘sure’. I was touched by the generosity but failed to understand why the houses on the opposite side of my house had power and we were still without power even after ten days. Mr. Mike, called me and said “come in and cool down, take some cold lemonade”. I replied happily “Ok!”. He even wanted us to come sleep in their house as we had no power.

I was attacked by my little brothers. They had been waiting all day for me to get home, this was a daily routine they begged me to go out and play with them. We went out and played catch for a while and had races up and down the street. Then as usual I went up to my room after dinner and after I had cleaned up for the night, to watch film on the team we would be facing the next day. I watched film until late into the night, watching and rewatching play after play after play. I felt like I had watched a whole seasons worth of film until I looked at the clock, it was 1:30 Am. I turned off my Ipad and went to bed so I could get enough rest for the game

Last year, while I was in band, my friends and I were at a band competition. We were all just hanging out and watching other schools perform their marching routine. My friends and I loved to mess with each other and pull a few harmful pranks on each other from time to time. Well, one of my friends lean over to me and whispered, “Watch this.” Suddenly, he goes behind Nathan, our friend,

One day me and my and my friend chloe where up in the trees in her back yard we were having the best time sitting there talking and laughing about when we were little and not afraid to do anything. well that when i decided it's time to step up and make a difference and not to just sit there. well that did not end well chloe walked down well i decided to jump to the other tree and i … fell and got hooked to the tree and then fell to the cold hard ground. It did not hurt so i sat down then chloe's brother who is 5 years older than me.

It was the weekend before christmas, there wasn't snow but it was cold. We were leaving Home Depot. My boyfriend was driving his grey minivan. I was in the passenger seat next to him with his two friends in the back and a few of his other friends following us in Ethans van. The light turned green and we went down that road like every other time, but that time was different. We hit a patch of black ice. Boom. We hit the curb and s. I turned to look if everyone was okay as a flash of lights came from behind. It was kenneth's friends in the other car, they were coming up fast.

It all started at the lake the place where we went every weekend to hang out with family. It's a place called Sandy Pines, it has so much stuff to do you're never bored. It was one evening my whole family was over at my grandparents place for dinner. We were all messing around and talking outside, us kids were playing on the hanging swing and breaking it like always. All of a sudden these kids come roaring up in their golf cart next to our lot, there were about in their 20s or so and we could tell they were in a rush of some sort. They jumped off their chart and came running up to us with a plastic lawn goose in their hands. They were yelling at us about how they were playing some sort of game and needed us to trade the goose they had for

Early morning towards the end of June last year, it was family rodeo back home where my mom grew up at. We had always gone back to that town and that rodeo since i was a yee young lad, around 5 or 6. We used to go see my grandma, but she died when i was 10. Anyways, it was my mother, my brothers, sister and her family, me and my girlfriend. Well, the car we were suppose to drive 5 hours north with was very cramped for all of us, so i asked my girlfriend if we could borrow her new car she just bought the day before. She “talked” to her mom and her mom said “yes,” so her and I drove in that car while my brother and mom and their friend drove the other.

Arrived in Salt Lake City, as soon as I walked out the airport gate, a beggar in ragged and dirty clothes with messy, long hair slowly approaching me; I could see the shoes on his feet were fade. I looked at him, he suddenly smiled to me weirdly and even came one step closer. I stood still and thinking what I should do now; people around me were doing their own thing and obviously no one paid attention on me, also there were no money in my pocket that can give to him. Should I just go away? But I found myself could not move just like there was glue stuck my feet on the ground. After the moment for hesitating, I decided to politely give him a smile and walked away

It was a normal day in Denver for for me until this strange boy with crutches was carrying a BB gun.Everyone was looking at him funny and I just did not want to see him because he might shoot me or my family.So I went up to him to see what he was up to and he looked at me and picked his gun out of his pocket and said

We unloaded the bus and went inside a small white building off the side of Main Street, where at least sixty homeless people were gathered, holding coats and shoes that had been donated to them. Many of them were sitting by themselves, and seeing that broke my heart. I grabbed a packed meal and began to make my way over to a man I saw in the corner of the room, crying. I was about to tap on his shoulder and ask him what was wrong, but by the time I got to him, he had already seen me and began to spill the details as to why he was in so much distress.

Junior year of college, I lived in Denmark for the spring semester and studied at the University of Copenhagen. Copenhagen is one of the safest cities in the world. Guns are illegal there. Pepper spray is illegal there. One night, my friends and I went to a concert at a crowded club in a part of the city I didn’t know very well. I brought a tiny purse with money, my apartment key, and my international cell phone. For some reason it made sense at the time to put my purse inside my friend’s purse. Maybe I didn’t feel like carrying it. We were both drinking. My friend left the concert to go home with her boyfriend. One by one, everyone I was there with left the concert, until I was suddenly

one of the boys I didn't know very well. Justin, the guy I’d only spoken to a few time, hopped in the front seat of the Uber with half a case of Coors Light. about 5 minutes into the drive he turns to us and offers us a beer, and after declining he turns to the uber driving and ask her if she’d like one. In disbelief she stumbles through the words “oh, no thanks”. Just proceeds to crack a beer open and have it spray all over the Uber. The Uber driver flips out and starts screaming at justin. Me being faded off my dome starts laughing my ass off, but things get pretty serious when the uber driver grabs the bear and throws it out the window. The car ride was silent after that. After arriving at the El Rey, we get out if the Uber and Justin immediately cracks a beer right in front of the entire line of people. I freak out that we’re gonna get in trouble and I take of westwards on Wilsher. I had to call my mother to come pick me up while she was at my brothers homecoming football to come pick me up. As i sat down at an ihop at near Cloverdale and Wilsher, my head was racing, i thought i was going to die. the waiter came over and asked what i wanted to eat, i told him i wanted fudge brownie pancakes as i buried my head into my hands know the coming storm that was sweeping down the canyon was