Personal Narrative: The Creek

As Robert Frost beautifully wrote in A Road Not Taken, “Two roads diverged in a wood and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.” You see, I wish I could’ve taken the path that was flat. Always constant, easy on the heart, body, and soul. Yet, it was not so, I took the path that was littered with poisonous traps and massive inclines upwards and valleys that would discourage even the most courageous soul. It was a road that I wouldn’t wish my worst enemy to travel. Yet, this isn’t a sob story, rather, a story of triumph.

Have you tried and failed to get together with a girl or guy? Well this roller-coaster of a story will surely get you to empathize or sympathize with me, or maybe if it is that big of a failure to you, both.

When I was about 15, I pursued the art of driving. Before then, I was always super excited for when it was my turn to drive. I would always go sit in our vehicle, pretending that I was driving back and forth to town. So, when I started driving, I learned a lot of things that I didn’t know before and some really surprised me. They helped me and they could also help many other people too. I learned three things when beginning to drive, the rules of the road, how important it is to be a defensive driver, and the key is to have confidence.

Trout are splashing on top of the water and you felt a tug on the line. My buddy Kaedon Koch my dad and I went backpack and fishing for native brook and rainbow trout. It was a long hike up there we set up our hammocks and unpacked our bags. Then we set off to go catch our dinner. So Kaedon and I went to a waterfall and waited next thing you know Kaedon lands a giant native brook trout. We walk to camp and met my dad we cooked the trout,but they weren't good we ate ramen noodles. We even slept on the ground beside dad because we were scared. It was exciting because you can learn how fish move and eat.

Later on, after swimming for about twenty minutes, we started to climb around on the few rocks where there were diminutive waterfalls, and tide pools. Some of the rocks were higher than others, and some had deep gaps in between. We tried to make sure that we were careful, but there must have been one rock that was as slick as

I live approximately 15-20 minutes from my employer. I have two option routes essentially to get to work: 1) on a combination of State roads and 2) a two lane (one way in each direction) street with several small turns. The shortest path is the two-lane road, but I have to cross 5-10 stop lights. And this road can be somewhat congested, due to fact that there is an elementary school and high school with kids at the intersection crossing the streets, school buses making left turns at school entrances, a hospital and other travelers going back and forth to work. Furthermore, the two-lane road becomes even more congested when it rains. The state roads have fewer traffic lights, wider lanes, and turn lanes and off-ramps. However, more drivers

Years later, for my eighteenth birthday, my parents got me an annual pass to the U.S. National Whitewater Center, which was about half an hour from our house in Charlotte, NC. I practically fell in love with whitewater rafting and stand-up paddleboarding. During that summer, I spent several days every week

My head was ringing. This can’t be happening. There’s just no possible way! Blood trickled down my forehead. My heart beat what increasing with every breath. Why did this have to happen? Why?? My head was beginning to pound. I closed my eyes, and began to remember what had happened and what had gone so horribly wrong.

Fear, worry, and anxiety captivated me and held me hostage. Academics, family pressures, and the constant overbearing question of the future had torn me apart. The weight of the world swallowed me whole and controlled my every move. Most of all, I feared the failure associated with change. People say that we should welcome change; nonetheless, I still dreaded the future. Life without the security blanket of my closest friends and family frightened me because for the first time, the choices I were to make were all my own. Senior year is meant to be a year of relaxation and preparation for the future; however, my senior year had turned into an internal World War III.

I watched as Reedfang disappeared into the bushes with Leafwatcher by his side until their tails vanished from my line of sight. My eyes momentarily closed as I gathered my bearings, praying to Starclan that I wouldn't have any needs for my claws.

One of my favorite places to go as a child was to the reservoir with my family. We would start packing a few days before we left, my brother's and I would go to school on a Friday than afterward we would go camping. Every time I would hurry home because I was ready to go camping. When I was little I felt like my family and I went camping every day even though we didn't. I have many memories of camping that are hilarious to talk about.

My family and I were in the US Virgin Islands. A lot of our family was with us: grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins. One particular day, we drove to a beach called Salt Pond Bay. We spent the morning having fun in the sand and snorkeling. Then, after a long hike up a trail, we ate lunch and set out our rafts into the ocean.

On our break we walk around the park to see what they had. It was my first time volunteering in stern grove and I didn’t realize how big and dark the park is. There were carnival rides, food trucks, shows, crafts, cemetery, and haunted house. We sat down to watch people sing, dance and magic shows. Then we walk through the cemetery and went inside the haunted house. It was pretty fun because I love going to these events but I haven’t gone to one in a long time.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I thought, as I inched forward and looked over the side of the plane. I looked over to see my friend who was with me getting ready to jump. Chris had been skydiving before, knew all the basics and would go everyday if he could.

The story of how I jumped off a waterfall starts one brisk morning in Costa Rica. My brother, my dad, and I woke up pretty early given the fact that we were on vacation. I wasn’t too thrilled about losing out on a few hours of sleep, but my brother didn’t seem to mind. As I stepped out into the cool Costa Rican air I wasn’t sure I was going to enjoy the hike we would be going on. My dad said “There is a waterfall at the end of the trail, and I think we can swim in the water beneath it.” None of that really excited me. I had seen quite a few waterfalls on other trips that I had been on and didn’t think they were anything super special. On top of that, I could walk down to the beach and swim if I really wanted to. I would much rather go to the beach and boogie board than go see a waterfall.