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to drop the wood and exit the fenced area. Jamie exited the fence area without

It was a sunny bright Friday afternoon and I was at school. I knew today was going to be the day, the day I get my new bike. After school my dad picked me up and drove home, so I can change out of my uniform and grab something to eat. I remembered my stomach feeling strange, I was so excited getting my new bike that I couldn't even eat. We went back in the car to go to Kmart. Even though Kmart was only like five minutes, it felt like I was in the car forever. I remember I was thinking of all the features my new bike was going to have.

My friend Austin was in front of me with his loud Chevrolet truck, going swiftly down the road. I was going far slower than Austin and my other friend Olivia was driving behind me. All of this sudden two men stepped out in the road in front of my car. They lived in an old deteriorating trailer. I was shocked, then slowed down quickly, so I would not hit the men. One of them was short and he wore a flat bill hat, an oversized dirty t-shirt with holes, baggy dark pants that were sagging, and had an unshaven scruffy face. The other man was wearing a superhero shirt, jeans, and he had long thin hair, with a thick patchy beard. Both of the men were stumbling around and looking straight at me with anger in their eyes. They appeared to be drunk. At that moment I was terrified, but I knew I had to act calm. I have learned that when someone is angry at you if you are not relaxed, then the person will become even more angry at you. I wanted to speed off, but I had to protect my friend Olivia, and try not to run the men over with my

It is true in life that everything happens for a reason. It is also true to say that sometimes it is all about being in the right place, at the right time. There was never a more prominent example of this than a traumatic summers evening, only a few years ago.

Sitting in a hospital waiting room, alone, afraid; and waiting for the news; would she be ok? Would she even survive? My nerves were out of control; my heart was beating through my chest, you could literally see it thumping through my top. The beads of sweat racing down my forehead, as if I was in the middle of the Safari dessert. I have been an athlete my entire life, yet I have never felt so physically drained. I look around, my eyes opening, then closing; as if I am coming in and out of consciousness, then suddenly echoed words begin to ring around my ear drums….” Sir…...sir, can you hear me? Sir please, we need to know what happened. We need to know what happened to her. Maybe my motionless state showed my

I like to beat the rush for lines and do not prefer being late, but

One decision I made was bad and the consequence was not good at all so my decision i made was too not do my book project and too do it on the last day and i got a Nc and my grade was not good and what i plan to is to get a better grade this Quarter and not to do stuff at the last minute

I grab the handle on the door frame, and pull my five foot self up into the driver's seat. Leaving the door open, I turn the key in the ignition. Doesn't start. "Try again." Daryl hooks his hand around the top of the door. I nod and twist the key forward again. This time it clicks for a few seconds, then starts right up. The purring of the engine enlightened the mood a bit. Tara jogs over to Rick. "The van works." "We have our transportation." Rick nods before signaling the rest over. "Want to get out of the city before dark, we'll find a spot in the woods to settle for the night and go from there." I made sure I was in the same car as Daryl, even if it meant not being in the same as Carl, but I need to comfort one of the biggest father figures

An experience that has influenced my work and academic goals has been my family. My wife and I have one son, who departed for college this past weekend. His departure was a very emotional event for us because we did just about everything together (hockey, trips, etc). Four years ago, we brought in four siblings under foster care, which is the main topic for this essay. Four years ago, my wife and I were hoping to adopt one child and we were hoping to find a girl that needed what is commonly called a “forever home”. This process was extremely difficult as the system is not easy to navigate (I could be more blunt with this description but I won’t here). After many trials and tribulations with the foster/adoption system in Alaska, I had resigned

My dad, for as long as I can remember, has always been a big part of my life. All throughout middle and high school we would have heart to heart conversations just father and son. I can remember the warmth of the fire, the taste of tea on the tip of my tongue, a cool midnight breeze blowing in carrying the scent of grass and fresh rain, my dad sitting across the room telling me about the different projects he was working on, and regaling me with advice to help in everyday life. One night, he told me something that would change my life forever: that all the different clubs, hobbies, and sports that I do are connected to each other in some way, and how each skill I gain from each of these different activities can be filed away to use in a later

Like the beginning of every good soap opera, everything was normal in the beginning. I lived with my mom and it had just been us for my entire life. My mom had began to see a man. As it turns out, this man would take our happy and simple world and flip it upside down.

The sky melted from a clear blue to creamsicle orange and pinks to a dark, starry navy. I could see the sun’s transition really well inside the little glass diner I worked at, Cosmo’s. The ceiling and walls were constructed entirely of glass, and blue lights made up the floor, giving the small diner a cold, lonely feeling. The booths were silver with pastel blue cushions, the tables silver with shimmery blue tablecloths, pressed under glass. The bar table, that enveloped me, silver with blue lights underneath the glass top, accompanied by tall, blue faux leather bar stools.

Since I was 3 years old, my mom and dad have been separated. At around 5 years old, my dad had decided that if I ever wanted opportunities to be successful in anything I do, it would be best for me to live with my dad permanently. My mother did not seem to care about my mental well-being or my academic career and tried to jeopardize my relationship with my dad numerous times. In order for my dad to get full custody of me, he hired a child service lawyer. Although, I was isolated from the legal process, all I knew was that lawyer saved me and my academic career. This was first when I knew I was interested in law and being a lawyer. As I grew up one of my main maternal figures was my paternal grandmother, she watched me after school and properly

“Do you think Brandon will let me ride Buck, Mom?” I asked. It was not the first time I had asked. I hardly slept the night before out of excitement for this day. “I am sure that you can ask him. He has always been good about giving you a ride on his horse. I think that today won’t be any different, sweetheart.” My mom patiently answered. “But now I really need you to clean up your room before we go, remember the longer it takes the later we will leave.” It took no further urging, I raced to my room and began to pick up the toy horses that were scattered along the floor where I had been playing with them. I also straightened my books into a pile by my nightstand, Western Rider and Western Horseman magazines that I had subscribed to

On November 19th, 2016, My family and I were going to Western Michigan University. We were heading off to watch the football and hockey game, my father told me it would take a few hours. Hours went flying by it felt like we were in a race car, we finally arrived hours later. We went straight to the dining area, it smelled like fresh made pasta and many more thrilling smells. As we made our way through the crowd, we found a table to sit at. Afterwards when we found a seat, we went darting off in many directions to look at all the food stations. Few minutes passed by when we all swarm like bees back to the table. We all seated and started eating, we talked about what we got for food.