My Experience In My Life

Louis. The plan for the day was to drive to the St. Louis Airport and then fly to Salt Lake City, Utah. After that we would take a van and drive to the Teton Mountains and set up a base camp for 2 days than go on our hike. My parents said their goodbyes and give me my ticket I paid for by only picking up walnuts and I go into check in and I get my luggage weighed and my ticket scanned and I go on and wait for our flight at around 8 AM. I met up with my crew and when the time came we made our way into security, got checked, then we finally got onto the plane. I honestly didn’t know what to expect for my first flight. I couldn’t tell what was worse, sitting in a space with two other people or trying to fit myself into that Harry Potter closet they call a

The worst part of the trip was the driving. I was so bored I almost fell asleep. My parents were trying to cheer me up with games and other things. We played run-on sentence and was trying to see who could hold their breath longer. I couldn’t play on my phone because I would get carsick fast. We finally got there at around 6:30. I got out of the car jumping up and down. We had to check in with the hotel: Holiday Inn. After we got in

When we got there we all hopped out of the car and went to the ticket booth for access to the park we bought our tickets then went on the tram into the awesome land of Disney World. Our first stop was at the main park where we all split up i was with dad my little sister was with mom and my Big sisters where on there own. Dad and I went to the space stuff and the

We left our house on an early morning probably around 4 A.M so we could have an early start to the day. The night before this trip I didn’t sleep at all so I could try and make the trip as short as I possibly could, sleeping was basically my only thing to do. Once our SUV was loaded and ready to go we hit the road and started our journey.

We got inside the house and it turned out my uncle, aunt, and cousin would be going too. While my younger siblings were preoccupied, Mom rushed me and everyone that was going to the car so the younger kids didn’t cry when they saw us leave. My cousin and I sat in the very back while the

We started our trip on June 3. It was about 7:30 in the morning when we had to start packing our bags into the car. Well it was more like a bus. We had rented a huge Ford SUV/truck for the trip, since the were seven of us going on the trip. So me my two step sisters, my mom, my step-dad, and my grandma got into the car and left. We were meeting my uncle at the hotel in South Dakota. It was going to be a long trip, two and a half days.

I walked into the room on New Year’s Day and felt a sudden twinge of fear. My eyes already hurt from the tears I had shed and those tears would not stop even then the last viewing before we had to leave. She lay quietly on the bed with her face as void of emotion as a sheet of paper without the writing. Slowly, I approached the cold lifeless form that was once my mother and gave her a goodbye kiss.

I ran over to the other end of the seats as fast as I could and gave my dad a huge hug. I felt so good and happy when I was finally in Arizona and still had a week with him. We then started to drive back to the hotel we were staying at because he had recently moved here, because he had lived in Texas before. Right away the adventure started. We first rolled into lunch to eat, and then met up with my step mom and step sister. Then we went to the mall because it was my birthday and I got to pick some birthday presents out. That time flew by and I picked out two pairs of

It was difficult to see her in this way. I saw how small she had gotten, swallowed by the stark, white sheets. Even as I struggled with the sight of what was visible about my Grandma, I could sense she was at peace. Cautiously, I approached her bed and she looked up at me with a smile on her face. Grandma squeezed my hand and thanked me. A week later, I attended her funeral. Throughout the funeral process, I did not cry. I was handling death in a way I understood and could handle. A week later, everything finally sunk in and I sobbed with grief. I tried my best to adjust to school again as I battled with my own

on my shoulder and I turn to my mom. She explains to me the horrific event that took place April 28. Tears roll down my cheek as I turned away, watching the trees roll down. Imagining the pain she must be feeling right now as I watch church's pass by, McDonald's, Fiesta, Walgreens. It was a sunny day but everything seemed to turn to gray.

I go with my dad to pick out snacks and drinks for everyone, I was so tired because I had stayed up all night the night before, I was just too excited to sleep. I thought "maybe I'll sleep in the car, it will make the drive go by faster!" That didn't end up happening. We got all situated again and went on our way. It was only about 4 A.M so it was still dark outside. My parents had never been in a car that used radio from sattelites, they had fun listening to their favorite music the whole way there. Me and my sister listened to one of our favorite bands which we'd be seeing and meeting down there at San Diego Warped Tour 2015, we probably annoyed everyone in the car by singing so

We finally made it to Salt Lake City. The plane ride was a long few hours of listening to music and watching all of my DVDs. All I wanted was to make it to Idaho Falls so I could sleep. My mom was going to rent a car and we would drive out to my grandma's house where we would be staying for the week.

I got in the car with a few books, my kindle, and phone. My mom helped me set up a place of my brother and I to charge our electronics then we started driving. It was quite while we all lived in our own worlds for a few minutes: soon after my mom showed my dad a book she listened to an audible and the silence was broken by the book for hours. I read while listening and then we were there. As time passed my brother and I had gone on many road trips and were extremely good at waiting in car to arrive at exciting areas. We stopped halfway to our eventual destination, the Redwoods.

Grandpa’s cancer had gotten so bad that the entire family had gathered around him. Alone, I was sent for help. I was only fourteen and I remember thinking to myself, “God please don’t take him before I get to say goodbye!” I was running so quickly and it was so dark that I tripped and barely caught my balance. Even though we hurried back, he was gone. It was the worst thing that could have happened to me. All I remember is dropping to the ground in a puddle of tears; I didn’t think God would just take him from us like that. I didn’t even get to say goodbye or that I loved him. It was so unfair. He was gone from our lives, but not our hearts. Even so, I felt as though I failed because we didn’t make it back in time.

We packed the car that afternoon and everybody started to get settled inside the Carcanchita. My little brothers and sisters