Graduation Speech - Original Writing

So I did it like 20 more times before finally resting up on the shore. As time passed by, it felt as if we spent the whole day swimming and jumping off a helicopter skydiving. Then the unexpected happen, my best friends Ivan and Nathan decided they wanted to get a go at the bridge. In my head, I knew this was not a good idea. The bridge was skyscraping, towering, mighty, I can’t even think of words to describe it. It was unmatchable and yet they want to jump off it. I tried to convince them not to, worrying that something might go wrong if they did. Quite frankly they didn’t care what I had to say and offered me to jump with them. I was already on the bridge with them and they were on the outside of the rails ready to jump. While all my friends are behind me they wanted to see all three of us jump at the same time. I was scared shitless. But being me I caved in and vaulted right over the rail and stood next to 2 of my best friends as we were about to jump a bridge. I’ve never been more scared in my life, looking down at my feet it looked like the people below me were ants. We stood there for a good 5 minutes contemplating on whether we should jump or not. The longer we sat there the worst it became, we were all trembling with fear. Both Ivan and Nathan had fear in their eyes like I’ve never seen before. I bet they were just as scared as I was. The sun was gleaming at all 3 of us as we stood there in shock and awe. But we had to man up and jump, so we did exactly that. The water was fragile, universe-blue-colour, making it appear like nature’s amphitheatre. At that very moment all 3 of us jumped, the air felt ice cold, it felt as if everything was statue still, like time froze on us. It was peaceful and comfortable, I have never experienced such a unique feeling. As we came racing down we smacked the water and plunged right for the surface gasping for air. It was a feeling that you can’t shake

At the time I didn’t think it was strange that none of the adults were wearing lifejackets. I also didn’t find it odd that my uncle was about to jump in the depths of the water without one. Hailey and Tim jumped in the water off of the back of the boat, both their heads dunking under and immediately bobbing back up to the surface. Hailey immediately started screaming and crying and grabbed onto her father, not realizing she was safe and that she was drowning her dad! After a few moments of confusion, my mother jumped in wearing clothes head-to-toe trying to save Tim. She swam over to him trying to pry Hailey from her dad. My mother succeeded only to have Hailey cling to her neck also. My mom went under the water not coming up for several moments, screaming and sucking in air when she came up. Hailey had begun to drown her also. My mom says she still to this day remembers her life flashing before her

Thoughts of drowning run rampant in every man’s mind on that boat. At dawn, the men decided that their only chance is to row toward the distant shore again and swim when the boat finally capsizes.

Nine years ago, I never could have imagined I’d be writing this essay. I was a senior in high school, and, like the rest of my classmates, I was apprehensive about the future. Unlike my classmates, I felt like I had missed the proverbial “you need to get your life together” message. I watched my classmates apply to colleges, their majors already decided and their future careers mapped out. While I was an above average student, I felt I lacked the decisiveness my classmates seemed to have. I did not feel passionate about a career or even a field of study. I felt defective. This was compounded by the financial strain I knew attending college would have on my family. It seemed wasteful to try to “find my passion” at school while squandering

Like I’ve stated before I always had a hard time verbalizing what I thought, obviously most children do, but I just thought it took me longer than the average bear to do so. That day on the boat was spent mostly sleeping on the fish cooler because the waves soothed me, however, the waves weren’t accompanied by the pleasant ambiance of the ocean, it was mainly the background noises of sailors riffing off each other. To set the stage it was my Father and I and 2 other guys who were basically telling us what to do but as it stands, I was 12 so I really wasn't a priority on the deep sea fishing

Although our arms were fatigued, we didn’t want to stop because we were having a blast. My dad didn’t mind either because he was enjoying driving his new boat. Then, without warning, my dad took an abrupt turn; going rather fast. Kiersten and I were not expecting it at all and we both fell off, tumbling into the water. It was exhilarating, and although it hurt, so much adrenaline was coursing through my body I didn’t feel it until much later. The tube went shooting forward, and my dad turned around to come get us. He drifted towards us and we climbed up into the boat; deciding it was time to get some lunch. My dad went to accelerate the boat and that’s when it became very evident that there was a problem. The boat wouldn’t move. It was still on and running, but it wouldn't move forward or backwards. Initially, everyone panicked since we were in the middle of a not very crowded lake, with a baby, and a limited amount of water. After checking the for the obvious sources of the problem, like if we had run out of gas in the boat, my dad begrudgingly climbed into the water. He found that the rope had gotten entangled in the propeller when we fell off the

Gabbie and I decided to tie the two ski ropes together, tie the end of one to the boat, and attach the tube to the end of the other. This way we were able to take the tube out into the waves without the fear of drifting away. Even all the out there, we could still stand, so we figured it would be fine if we let go of the tube. We would drift a little ways from it, but were always able to make it back. Suddenly, we turned around and were 20 feet from the tube, and were quickly being dragged out farther. I could still stand, so I planted my feet in the ground and tried to walk back, but the current was too strong. The sand seemed to evaporate out from underneath my feet. I was starting to panic; we were caught in the

At the end of the school year last year, a few of my friends and I decided that we wanted to go camping at Spring Lake. We signed up to do the “off the grid” camping so we could kayak to our camp site. The fun began when we were putting our kayaks into the lake with all of our gear in them and one of my friends fell into the lake. After that we knew we were going to have a fun and hysterical night. We then began our twenty minute kayak to our camping site. On the way there, we had many conversations and shared many laughs. When we arrived at the campsite we decided to split into two groups. Two of us would kayak back to our vehicles to get the rest of our stuff and the other two would stay and begin to set up the campsite. So, my friend Trenton

Everyone woke up, but quickly forced themselves to go back to bed because we knew we had to get our rest for the next big day. When we woke up the next morning at about 7:30 A.M., we were even more tired and sore than the previous day. Did I really want to go on? I could not feel my body and was beyond exhausted. No one could not feel their arms and upper-body, and Ashleigh was very sick. We complained that we did not want to finish the trip and we did not want to canoe anymore, but the adults said that was the only way we could get home. Therefore, we had to pack all the belongings in the canoes. We proceeded to the second half of the trip, which started off much better than the first because, finally, it stopped raining and the weather was very sunny. During the next 12.5 miles, although Amanda and I were far behind the other canoes, we sang, created our own songs, splashed each other with the paddles, swam, and spoke of the many new memories we were making now as well as the memories we have shared from the past. We saw many fish and turtles in the water, and also saw a couple snakes. We met some other people who were canoeing and spent a couple miles side-by-side with them, exchanging many stories. During all this time, I was realizing that in order to make the trip go fast and to have the most fun, I must stop complaining and focus on being positive. I had to stop overthinking the amount of canoeing we had left and had to focus on the memories, and the person I was making the memories with. We got out of the canoes every now and then to swim, and every couple miles, we would catch up to the other two canoes. We would share a snack or eat lunch before we kept going. The time had passed very quickly this day, and as soon as a we knew it, we rounded a corner to find a bridge that marks the last mile of the

We stepped onto the boat. No turning back. The boat started and out we went. Me and my friend Dawson were ready to have fun tubing. Unfortunately, we had to wait our turn. The minutes went past. We were sitting on the boat watching noobs fly off the tube. Finally, it was our turn.

I knew that we would have to act quickly; my dad screamed for Gabby to pull in the floats while I pulled up the anchor. I quickly ran to the bow of the boat, and began tugging at the anchor. It didn’t take long for me to realize that it was stuck in the thick clay floor of the river. My dad really began screaming at this point being that the safety of my friends was at risk, and if you know my dad you would understand how frightening that is. Finally, I got it out; after maneuvering the boat in order to release the tension on the anchor. We started treading back to retrieve my friends that were floating further away from the boat. Once we got them back on board, we thought that it might be a good idea to just head home. At the time, my dad seemed angry with us, but looking back on it now he finds himself laughing about the overall experience we had that

Today we will be capturing pictures of underwater life. The crew I was going with were 4 teenagers, two boys and two girls, I didn’t know any of them and I didn’t have any recollection of getting on this boat, but it seemed fine so I didn’t say anything. The boat starts to decelerate. The captain hands me a lot of gear ranging from goggles to an oxygen tank. I proceed to equip the essentials. When i’m finally done

This was the first week of school and I completed this thesis quite hurriedly. I was NOT prepared for the amount of summer reading (AP History, English, and Sacraments), so I ended up spending most of the first week in a zombified state of sleepwalking from class to class. I was taken aback when I accidentally submitted two versions of the assignment to Poll EV and both were voted to the top of our class. I hadn’t much time for proofreading and I barely remembered what happened in the novel at that point due to the fact that I was going on about half an hour of sleep.

I walked over to where me, and Frank sat he was picking at some tape on the desk impatiently. "Hey." I sat down, he smiled, "Hey Gee!" Frank smiled, "Can 't wait for music!" He said excitedly, I chuckled. His favorite class was music, which we had after gym. I only have three classes with Frank, but I have all my classes with Ray. He can be a bitch, but he 's a bitch who 's my best friend.

By the time that Landon and I arrived to his mansion, the party had already started. Crazy, intoxicated teenagers were swaying their hips and doing every provocative move they could think of to the beat of the horrid, meaningless music.