Descriptive Essay On Symnasts

Wali and Kamal came on either side of me and held my arms down. I struggled but it was no use. There were 3 of them and only one of me. Assef basically tore off my pants and underwear. I knew what was gonna happen. I felt his cold hands grab my hips and lift me up. Then all I could hear was myself scream then silence.

Now we couldn't see anything. It was hard to breathe. Me and my friends were all next to each other trying to find our way back. It was impossible because we couldn't see which way we were going. One of my friends said ¨I can't breathe!¨ all of us said it's ok we're gonna make it. Then my friend died in front of all of us. My friends started to die one by one, I saw them all die right in front of me. Then I realised that I wasn't gonna make it, so I started to cry because all my friends were dead, and I was about to die. Then someone came to me and said ¨Can you breathe.¨ But it was too late. As the guy came I suffocated to death. Well, I thought I was, but then I woke up in my house. I thought I was dead. It turned out that the guy saved me somehow. I don't know how he did, but he did. Everything was back to normal except for the fact that my friends

We were all scared. My grandpa, dad and I running straight into the track. The only thought there was in my mind was, he isn 't okay. Making sure that he turns over and lays on his back as someone calls 911, I left to go get the cart from the trailer. As I left the track to get it, I start crying, fearing the worst. I run back the track and have my dad help me put the car on the trailer cart and pull it back to the trailer and run back to my uncle. As I got back to my uncle, he was talking some intolerable words. After a few minuets, I heard my name from him.

I could hear my breathing as if it was a voluntary action. As I saw my mom car come screeching into the driveway, she rushed out, I ran up to her as I tearfully asked, "Is he okay?" With hesitancy and a sorrow- filled voice she said, "He's dead," I screamed over and over again, "No, no, not my brother! Anyone but him!" and I broke down crying, I felt as if I was paralyzed, I felt like I was suffocating; as if a giant hand was clamped around my heart, I wanted to run, I wanted to scream, I wanted for it to not be

Then That's when the anxiety kicked in. As the creaky cart started to go up the tracks creek creek as the cart went up. I kept my eyes open as I watched us go up. Once we reached the top I could see the beautiful day and the bright white clouds and the… aww as the cart went down, the cart was going so fast It was like I was flying a 100 miles per hour. All I could hear were screams of everyone and myself but mostly myself. Once we went down the big drop it was not that bad, I couldn't believe that I survived the drop that was normally the part I cried on. After the big drop we went in a big circle as it headed for the little drop we went down in the big circle as I had my hands up feeling free like a bird. Then the little drop hit you could hear the cart starting to speed up on the tracks again and I said “woh” and then the cart started slowing down again as we reached the station. We all clapped and said We SURVIVED! Once we exited the cart with are legs numb from all that excitement and impact we headed down to get some drinks and to discuss which to ride next, and that was the time I survived Six

I could hear the gurgling of the water coming through the dam. Suddenly, I was blinded by water then felt cold and wet. Then I heard the laughter of my mother and aunt. I tried to keep from laughing but I couldn't hold it

But how it all happened to me was terrible. I was sleeping when I heard a crash from down stairs. At first I thought it was my dog running into things again but then I heard my parents screaming. I was terrified more than ever before in my life. I quickly ran into my closet where I hid behind a few boxes. I then herd steps coming up stars then in the hallway leading into my room. I could hear them at my door. All I wanted to do was scream and run but I couldn’t I was too scared to move. The

My heart was throbbing, heavily and I could feel my body shutting down, my vision was getting hazy. And then suddenly I heard the sirens of the ambulance and two paramedics got down to our rescue as I fell unconscious.

My head felt as if it was too explode, blood was dripping down from my forehead, and a throbbing pain was coming from my leg. At first I had no idea where I was or what was happening. In the distance I could hear a scream, although it was fading and my eyesight was blurry. I tried to stand up as I remember but I was not able too. I kept wondering to myself if this was a dream, but I felt pain. Terrible pain. How could I feel this much pain if it was a dream. Then all at once it came back to me. The memory, the fear, the frightfulness, the nervousness, and the sadness.

All of us ended up arguing about it how we would go down it all together or one at time? Eventually we decided that we would all go at one at a time we jokingly said just in case one of almost dies we can get to them a lot quicker. My friend Josh goes first he made it all the way down and gave me the okay signal that i could go now. When i started making my way down it felt amazing the wind blowing in my air,how everything passed by me in a blur and that feeling of adrenaline, i honestly believed i could do anything well i was wrong. My Longboard started to wobble and i immediately panicked, I was going to fast to slow myself down. so i tried to jump into a grassy area, but that did not work out the way i planned considering i slammed into a brick mailbox Going easily past 21 mph. i don’t remember much about what happened afterwards. I remember being winded i could hardly breath and i couldn’t move i saw blood coming down from the side of my head going onto the concrete floor. The last thing i saw was my friend Noah running from the top of the hill towards me and my vision turning into a blurry

I woke up a couple of hours later and saw that no one was there and I was so confused and also really scared. I started walking back home when I noticed some people walking and had looked hurt. I went to ask them where everybody was and they just looked at me and collapsed. I also tried to wake them up, but they were gone, I had to get out of there. I started running and didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care as long as I got to somewhere safe and got

The wind was in my face and it felt like I was flying, and next thing I know I had a mouth full of rocks hold on I’m getting ahead of myself let me start from the beginning.

I turned and saw a giant metal shaft being hurled at me! I started swimming away, but it was too late. I got knocked underwater and saw my siblings get splashed back, except for John, who dove under to help me. I saw John reach toward me, but then I got knocked unconscious by a random another random thing that plunged into the water.

My uncle and i decided that we should put on 2 life jackets each, grab a big rope, and fill a huge bag full of rocks to act like an anchor so the jet ski can't go anywhere. We were ready, both of us were slowly walking out in the depths, with the huge bag of rocks tied to the rope. We weren't able to touch the bottom anymore and neither was the bag of rocks. Even though we have two life jackets on each of us. The weight was so heavy, it was pulling us slowly down past our mouth and nose. The water was up to my nose now, and slowly rising. You can't just stop cause you sink, you had to keep going. As it got harder to breath because of where the water was at. I could feel the rope getting wrapped around my ankle, but couldn't do anything about it. All of a sudden my uncle accidently drops the rope, with the rope still stuck to my ankle. I went sinking to the bottom of the lake really fast. I tried for what seemed to be like minutes of trying to break free, but nothing. I start to think about my family, all of the good times i've had, i started saying i love them in my head to each and every one. I started to get really light headed, i couldn't see

Splash. One second I could feel my body touching the surface of the water and the next second I was completely immersed in it. I went so deep I could feel the water pressure. Was I going to die? I moved my hands and feet vigorously as if a shark was chasing me. I wanted to get out, breathe a gulp of air and feel the air. I wanted to cry. With my eyes still closed and my heart beating rapidly all I did was shout, “help me, help me” but no one came. I was sure there were around 5 people out there who were supposed to save us. And even though I was there, shouting for help with all my might, no one approached me. I slowly opened my eyes and tada, there I was floating in the river (uI forgot I had air jacket on for safety) shouting for help and stamping my hand in the water. They must have thought I was crazy.