My Favorite Experience

One morning, when I shook Sarah’s hand, she didn’t wake up. Her hand felt cold, so I pulled her yellow blanket up around her shoulders. I crawled back into my own bed and waited. Every few minutes I called, “Where’s Sarah?”, but she just kept on sleeping.

The dusty woven curtains at the end of the hall flapped halfheartedly in the breeze. The window was open, letting in any random bug that happened to pass by, since it had no screen. Margery’s doing, probably. She was Queen of the Hot Flashes. Stopping in front of her apartment, I was annoyed to see ketchup smeared under the brass numeral two.

The delicious smell of the roasting turkey adds to the mix of wonderful aromas drifting through the house. My grandmother’s kitchen looks like a circus of pots, pans, and utensils spread out all over the place. However, it might look like a mess and cramped you can tell my grandmother and the other girls know what they are doing. It’s hard not to follow the scent of the buttery aroma of the fresh sweet rolls. Even though you know you’re supposed to stay out of the kitchen you keep finding yourself trying to get whatever mouthwatering food you can get your hands on. Every time you think your being sneaky, you finally think you successfully got a piece of food, but there’s always hand there to stop you.

“What did you say?” I mutter to him because of how loud he is being.

“What?” I asked not sure what had happened. Still, he said nothing. His only other reaction was the long side glance right after I had asked him what had happened.

The man laughed, “Well, I see you’re always so curious…” The man’s lips moved again to say something.

I hurried out to take the pup back to the nest, trying not to cause anymore trouble. I took the pup back to the nest and played with his soft fur with he rested in my lap. Time rushed by, and I spent most of my time in the barn with my brown and white pup. I don't think I could ever thank George or Slim enough for the pup. Slim walked in and he said the pup could get hurt if I pet it more, so I went to the bunkhouse. On my way to the bunkhouse, Carlson and I met up, and we entered the bunkhouse together. I went directly to my bed, I was very tired from all the barley bucking I did today. When I went to the bunkhouse, Curley and every man except George, Candy and me left to see a fight. They believed that Curley’s wife was with Slim, but he was in the barn, and she wasn’t in there. I got up from the bunk, and went to sit with George at the table. George brought up Andy Cushman, haven’t heard that name in a long time, but I remember, “his old lady used to make hotcakes”(56). I got distracted and started drumming out a song I heard not so long ago on the table. I really want to move to our own place an’ live offa the fatta the

My head is on something soft, but my body is laying on something hard, and dry. I gradually open my eyes. Sight. I look around at what I can see without moving anything. I see the group, all sitting down quiet from.. eating. Then I hear small crackling from a very small fire. I smell... I smell.. meat! Cooked meat. "She's awake." I know that voice. It's like my ears are tuned to that voice. I could pick it out in a sea of thousands. That voice makes pretty singers, who sing pretty songs sound dull. That voice makes everything else sound ugly. "Carl." I say with delight. He puts his hands under my head, then one on my back. I slowly figure out what he is doing. Sitting me up. Now that I have some strength back, I use that to help him. Most of the group is indulging in whatever food we have come across, the others are watching me. "Here. Eat this." Carl hands me a small stick with chunks of warm meat on it. I take a bite. Taste. It sends a wave of flavor over my tongue. Moistening it from the juice. I moan at the tasteful treat. "So good." I say to Carl or anyone who can hear me, all while I rip another piece off. I hear a small laugh from him and Rick. "What.. how.. when did you get this?" I don't know how to word my question. "Um.." Carl shoots a look at his dad. "Deer, about an hour ago." I nod. "Never thought a deer would make my day." I finish the last bite, whipping my mouth with my sleeve. I can feel more of my

“Oh thank goodness, you’re awake. I hope you like eggs and bacon. My name is Alice.” An old woman is looking expectantly at me. She has a hunched back and seems to shuffle around like a penguin. I look around my new surroundings. From my resting place, I see I’m in a small living room opening up to a kitchen. The old woman, Alice, waddles around in the kitchen opening and closing cupboards. She produces a small cup and pours something inside it. Next, she gets out a frying pan and puts it on the stove. She yells back to me as she

"And what did you say?" Harry asked his fist were in balled and his face held lots of tension. Harry gets

One of the most exhilarating moments of my entire life was my very first time at a roller coaster theme park. Growing up I would always see commercials on television of children and adults alike having a sparkling Colgate smile on their faces and enjoying themselves, so when my family decided we were going to Islands of Adventure for vacation. I was like a child who just received a cookie out of the cookie jar. Even though I was 21 years old at the time, I was extremely trilled. I packed my luggage like a stuff turkey on Thanksgiving Day and I was ready to take on this adventure.

As a foodie, eating foods is my favorite thing and I also find my speciality in eating, that is tasting food and know the condiment in every dishes. When I was a child, I usually go to kitchen to see adults cooking. My intention is not to learn how to cook, but to know where the dishes that I felt very delicious from out of curiosity. As time passed, I knew the recipe of every dishes that I like gradually and learned how to improve it taste. I born at a country that have many delicious foods and the cuisine like to use many kinds of condiments. Through the process of knowing the recipe of cuisine, I also learned many condiments and their use.

Every summer, I visit my grandma's cabin in Estes Park. We have many traditions, like hiking and going to the Old Fashioned Candy Shoppe. But one of my favorites is when we drive down to Fun City and do golf, go carts and the Super Slide! Golf is always fun. They have eighteen holes of hills and tunnels. I win occasionally. Oddly enough, my cousin, Bracken, wins a lot. And he is only four! He doesn't even aim! I win at go karts half the time, the other half I start behind them and can never seem to catch up! And the superslide! That thing is like a hundred feet tall! Not to mention the river! It is so beautiful; it splits the Fun City complex in half. The bumper boats, go karts, golf course, and arcade are on the far side. The two Super

In elementary school, I wasn’t the kind of person to participate regularly. I didn’t bring cupcakes on my birthday and I was always incredibly quiet around new people. So I was surprised with myself when I decided to sign up for summer WRAP. If you’re unfamiliar with what WRAP is, it's a program where they entertain you for a couple hours. The only problem was, none of my (three) friends were attending. By the time I realized this, it was too late to quit. So I was going to be spending my entire summer with a bunch of strangers.

The greatest experience you can have, can also be the most simple lesson you can learn. For me, the greatest experience I ever had will always be the lesson I learned on my trip to Israel, in 2015. Israel was a lesson learned for the fortunate. Going to Israel was an eye opener for my life. It gave me a new perspective and outlook. To never take things for granted, even if what you have may seem little.