My Worst Travel Memory

When I ran from the couch to the dining room I did not make it through the doorway all the way. As I was running I hit my knee on the door frame

It was a normal day in New York city. I was playing basketball with my friends in the park. When I went up for a dunk, and I got fouled and flipped around and snapped my leg. My friends were saying “get some help now.” While was setting down on the floor crying, holding my leg. When my friends called the ambulance for help.

Well I was not that lucky, as I went around the corner, I said “Watch this!”, as I pushed harder on the gas pedal. I came around the corner drifting off more than expected; I corrected it too much to where I lost control of the wheel. I blinked for a second, I could see we were heading right into a ditch. Not having much time to hit the brakes, right into the ditch we went. If it wasn’t for the way the wheels were turned we probably would have been able to drive away. The wheels were turned to the left, therefore the way they hit the ditch made us tip over on the driver’s side. I knew we had to get out instantly making sure nothing was leaking, or caught on fire, also to check if we were seriously injured. My friend and I had our windows down, therefore we climbed out of her window. When we got out of the car we both checked ourselves for anything, which I was covered in broken glass from when my window broke hitting the ground. Luckily I did not fall out the window because I was not wearing my seat belt. I had used my hand to catch me from hitting my head or anything else. I was bleeding all over from the many little cuts I had from shoulder to my fingertips. After making sure we were

It all started off with my family and I going to Mexico. We were going on a vacation. I was pretty excited to see my cousin. He was a really funny guy, especially because the way he tells his jokes. When we got to my godfather’s house, it was huge. It had 2 stories, 5 bathrooms, 5 bedrooms, a garage, and a big patio. I realized that staying at his house was going to be the best . So my cousin, brother, and I we all ate when we arrived. After we ate we went outside to play soccer, as we were going outside I noticed he had and ATV. He said we could use it later. After soccer we went inside to shower, because we were gonna go to the mall.

After giving them more than enough time to wallow, Miles strides into Bass’ tent to find fewer bottles than he expected and a piece of paper on the table.

I’m not paying attention and I get blasted right in the nose, I felt extreme pain shoot through my face, blood was flowing down my cheeks and in my mouth. I went to the hospital which was thirty minutes away, worst thirty minutes of my life. The doctor told me I broke my nose and shouldn’t play, I broke that rule and went and played for the next game.

It was November 20, 2016 the day that I had left for Cancun Mexico. Me, my brother, my mom, and my Grandma and Grandpa all 5 of us in my Yukon Denali on our way the the Hilton Double Tree. It took about an hour and half to get to Chicago Illinois, but on the way there we had to make a few pit stops in Valpo to get my brother some flip-flops that we ended up losing in Mexico. On our way there we had kept in contact with the other 9 people we were going with, My cousin Sean had checked in on us a few times, and asked us how far we were from the place we were heading which was called Portillo's. It's a restaurant that is amazing all of us were going to meet there for dinner before we would all head to the hotel. When we had gotten there my 3

My mom said we were going to the game, but the way she looked at me just did not feel right. I did not think we were going watch his boss's daughter play softball. We got into the van and left the parking lot to our hotel. We were not even driving for ten minutes before we stopped again, and it was not at a softball field. They lied. It was another parking lot, but we had to pay to park in this one. After we paid for parking, we turned a curve, and a big, blue, black, and white sign caught all of our attention. The kids screamed , Timothy and I screamed, we all screamed. We pulled into Sea World. None of us had ever been to Sea World, and we could not wait. The parking lot was so packed you could barely find a spot, but we got lucky and found one open spot. We raced each other out of the van, and even got into trouble because, "That is not how you behaved in public!" Those were mom's favorite words to say to us, but we were truly excited

I closed my eyes real quick and opened them and I was in the hospital. All my friends and family were their surrounding me. When I looked down I had broken both of my legs when I was hit by the car.

Running past the mid line, teammate wide open on the other side of the field, perfect cross right to him, then shoved from behind into the ground with a loud thud. I land directly onto my knee and I can’t feel it or move it so my coach carries me to the sidelines. After few minutes and the game is over its feeling better so I walk it off.

One day we meet our cousins from Colombia off of Facebook. My mom was so excited when we found them because they have known each other since they were young. We started talking for a a few months and finally my mom asked them if they wanted to come to the USA and visit us. My mom said she wanted to meet up in Florida, so we started to plan. I was very nervous when she said we were going to Florida, I didn't want to speak Spanish to them because I was afraid they will make fun of me (really not that fluent in Spanish). After we were done planing our vacation a months later we were ready to go to Florida. When we left for Florida we dropped off my dog (Simba) at my friends and said our goodbyes to Gurnee. The road trip took hours to complete and it was treacherous, but worth it.

Coach Cook pulled off my helmet to make me more comfortable, but it slipped out of his hands and he dropped it on my head. Even though I was in a great deal of pain, all I could do was laugh. My coaches lifted me up and I tried to put pressure on my foot, but it was physically impossible. As a result, they carried me off the field, so the game could resume. I talked to my mom, and I decided I could cope with the pain in order to support my team throughout the remainder of the game. Even though I only played a few innings, I was grateful I could stay to watch the game and sing our school’s alma mater at the end of the

My favorite vacation, so far, is one I went on in September 2015 with my friends Alissa and Jaidah. We all share fandom interests. On the weekend of September 19, my brother went away to spend his birthday with my dad. My mom shook me awake and informed me I could bring two friends along to a room in the Dells that we would be occupying. Almost immediately I thought of the duo. I ran downstairs and texted both of them while packing a bag. They texted back not too long after, and I told them my mom and I would pick them up anywhere from 10-11 that Saturday morning. We picked up Alissa and she tried to direct us to Jaidah’s house, but she wasn’t thorough with her

In the middle of explaining the oilskin packet, Chase had walked back in, with water in hand. He set it in front of me, and I drank it all in no time at

When I was seven years old I went on my very first holiday abroad, to