Personal Narrative: Riding A Water Trailer

On September 1, 2012, I walked into my fifth grade teacher’s classroom for the first time in my life. Mrs.Cullen was standing in the front of the door with open arms ready to welcome her new fifth grade students. As I made my way to my desk and sat down next to Charlie Schutt and Quin Timmerman, I got the feeling that middle school would be a time of talking to some of my best friends and cruising through classes. As the school year progressed, and classroom seats changed, my thought of how Middle school would be changed as well. On the first day Mrs.Cullen explained our schedule, Homework detentions, and demerits. After about fifty questions, she sent us off to our first class, and the first step of our Middle School journey. The fifth grade

It was the day we were leaving for Florida for a U16 soccer tournament in West Palm Beach, July 2nd to be precise. A drive to Florida from where we live takes around 18 hours. We finished supper at 5:30, completed packing, and were on the road at 6:30. We were traveling south on Interstate 83. Nothing much to see as we were driving down the highway. A few trees here and there, and a wide variety of fields that were thriving with crops.

I'm back! This past summer was a whirlwind of working all the time. Raft guiding is a 24/7 job, even when you're only doing three trips a day. The internet at the boathouse was not the best and I was always getting off work after the library closed. I know, what a rough life, spending all my time on Clear Creek...it did make doing chores a bit of a challenge though. To summarize my summer in one post would take too much time and I wouldn't be able to find the words to describe all the wonderful people I met and the amazing experiences I had. I will say that living out of the back of my little green Subaru Outback was an experience in itself and has made me appreciate beds all the more. I can't wait to go back next summer though. The Creek has truly captured my heart for the time being.

After my sister went, it was my dads turn. I realized he had a worried look on his face, which probably was contagious because my sister asked me if I was alright. I then replied with a “No”, I told her about how dad had a back brace on and that's why he refused to take his long sleeved shirt off. As I was telling her this I saw my mom rushing to find her car keys. I then saw Nick, pulling my dad to the shore. I felt a scream cough up my throat. I ran to him and realized his arm looked broken. He was conscious so I knew that he would be fine but I realized that his back may be damaged. Before I could check my mom ran over and told us that we may have to drive him to the closest hospital. I hadn't realized that this may be as serious as she made it sound. So I ran to the car and grabbed a towel to help dry him of. I soon saw my mom and Nick carrying him to the

It started of when I was at my friends house playing soccer waiting for our other friend to come outside. While we were playing soccer i was the goalie and we were playing for like 20 minutes and I got hit in the face 3 times! So then we took a break and started to play golf, but we were only going to do putting and that was all. Then when our friend came outside we decided to do one more put each and I did mine and missed. Then as I was walking away I turned around and right when I saw him swing it came around and hit about 2 inches above my right eye. When both my friends saw my head goosing with blood the friend that just got there helped me up and told the friend that hit me to go get an adult. Once we got to the Hospital we took a C.A.T scan and after the scan the nurse told my parents that I would have to be life flighted to Primary Children’s to get stitched up with plastic stitches that went away without having to get them taken out. Then while we were in the airplane they gave me a drug called fennergin that I found I was allergic to because my reaction was crazy, at first it was my feet were really itchy then I didn’t remember anything else but my mom told me I had a huge fit and I pushed 5 Doctors and a nurse on the ground. Wants I was stitched up I woke up to some of my aunts and uncles in my room. Then I was told that I could not run, jump, and play

I was curious about why I would need goggles. I said no thank you. We started the quads and we let them sit while they warmed up. We walked around then they were ready to go. Then I started riding. I realized why I needed the googles, the cold breeze whipped my eyes and stung so badly that immediately I went back and got the goggles. I said to Tanner's dad now I know why I needed the googles. I went around the little field that we were riding in it was very bumpy and we started going faster as we new the place better. It became more fun than we thought it would be. and here comes the bad part. We started playing a game sorta like cops and robbers but better tanners quad was faster than mine so I would try to ride away from him and he would try to catch me. He would make me stop kind of like pull me over and then he would pull me over and then pull in front of my quad but I would kick I into reverse and run away so we played this for like a half an hour. We kept on but this time I was running and I was going top speed and I fell straight into a ditch About 3 feet high and I went straight over the handlebars my sweatshirt pocket got stuck on the handlebar and ripped. The string of my sweatshirt wrapped around the handle bar and got stuck in a not. I was laying with my sweatshirt strangling the quad kept on moving I thought I was going to get run over by the quad but tanners dad stopped it just in time and he got me

It all started the day when my dad bought me a knife for my birthday. Well I ended up in the ER, here’s how. So we were on the way back to my mom’s house and all my siblings were playing tag, but I didn’t really want to play because I wanted to use my new knife. Then I got dragged into playing we were outside for a good two hours, but when we finally finished my step dad let me go to the back yard and cut a stick. So I was having fun for a good 5 minutes, but all of the sudden the knife slid back and cut open my hand, I knew immediately I was going to the doctor because you could see the bone and fat hanging out of my finger. So I called my mom and told her I cut my finger all she said was

They took his friend’s car so my dad asked him if he could borrow his car to come to the hospital and he said yes. My dad always tells me that I’m gonna break something so when he got to the hospital and came to the room I was in the first thing he said to me was “I told you so.” I was so worried I was going to need surgery but luckily I didn’t. My room was a few feet away from the door for the part of the building that I was in so every time the door would open my dad would start tapping his feet so I would think it was the doctor coming to give me the news that I did not need surgery and that I just needed a

We always had five cars in my family when i was growing up. One was a Cadillac, standard of the world, my father would always remind us, a jeep, an Oldsmobile, v-8 ford that was equipped with duel carburetors, and some other brand like a Packard. The ford was a convertible and usually a bright red. He usually drove the ford for calls that he made to patients in their homes, and for driving between his two offices. His morning office was in Jerico and he went to Sheldon for the afternoon office hours. It was about eighteen miles of dirt and gravel road that separated the two offices, and driving over that road about 75-80 mph in a convertible would cause great clouds of dust that covered you and everything in the car.

We normally go to the creek and ride in the rocks and water. We would try and not get stuck. Then we just drove back to the house and rode around there on the road. Then we would go on the “trail” they have at the house on their land. It was super fun, I was in the passenger and Chloe was the driver. We were going around on the normal trail. We had boys behind us on the 4-wheelers and on a dirt bike. The trail includes going in their pond that is empty to ramp off the side, then around the yard. Well this time around we decided to go off a different side of the pond. As we were going up it, Chloe pushed the gas instead of the break. We went flying, all i could think was “Oh my gosh.” I had so much shock and adrenaline I didn't feel anything. I wasn't really there, until we ran over the fence. Chloe and I just looked at each other. She asked “Are you okay?” And she started freaking out and cried. She had her brother go get her parents and told me “To stay seated.” But I wanted to get up because I had blood all on my legs. I didn't really know where it was coming from. I just knew I didn't want to sit there. So I got up out of the rzr, and got over the fence. Then started walking towards the house. By that time, her step dad brought his truck over there to bring anyone

On the 19th of July my life surprisingly changed. I was on my way to a friends house on my board when suddenly i slip back and i lose feeling in my right leg. It felt like falling slow motion as i felt a premonition that something bad was gonna happen. I looked down to see my foot wasn’t facing the right way, then the puddle became to form. I began to lose feeling from my shin and down and panic filled my mind. I rushed to reach for my phone but i couldn’t move. Someone had seen me fall and handed me my phone and tried getting help but i refused. I called my dad and he ironically said, “You’re probably fine, throw some dirt on it and walk it off.” So, i had to tell him once again, my foot isn’t facing the way a foot should face, i need to go to the hospital NOW.

It was a Friday, I hopped off the bus and sprinted home as fast as I could to pack my clothes in my suitcase. I regretted procrastinating the night before, because my mom would be home any minute to leave for Oklahoma. I grabbed my suitcase and flung it carelessly on my bed. I was so excited for my basketball tournament that I stood on my bed and began packing quickly. Suddenly i remembered that I left a shirt in the laundry room. I stepped down from my bed and felt something cut through my toe like butter. I looked down and saw a big piece of glass with blood dripping down the side.

Have you ever taken the best trip ever? Well one day my parents decided to buy a trailer so then we could go on trips more often and not have to worry about forgetting something since it’s all there we all, were so excited. After we had gotten it My Mom and Dad told us we were going to go on a trip. My eldest sister Maddie was engaged and she wanted us to see what dress she picked, they said while we are on the road mine as well go to Lego land and that’s when the story begins. My family and I left on June 29, 2017, at 4:30 pm after my dad got off of work. We were on the road for seven hours, because of the trailer it slowed us down. We got to Utah around 11:30ish and went to McDonald's to eat. We had to drive to the closest Walmart because

They have a pond in the front of their cabin and a river behind it. We went swimming in the pond before lunch, then everyone was going to the rope swing.Everyone was already in the water so when I come out, they all started screaming jump in, come on what's taking so long get in. When I jump in it on the opposite side of everyone else,to grab a football that floated over there, but when I jumped…. I landed on rocks. Well my left leg, I couldn’t get out of the water because it hurt some much to use my leg. I need my uncle's help and when I got out of the water my leg was full of cuts or scratches, though was one huge cut that was white where there would usually be blood. I was worried about that, but it was from the water, which caused the blood to come slowly out of my

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