Running From the Sunset; Going East

“ I’m not sure son “ dad answered in the same tone , that was as much as we ever talked but I was used to it by now father was always quiet man .

Even though I was worried when we arrived here, I could still recognise that this island was beautiful. There were crystal waters and tropical palms. Sand that crunched beneath your feet and coral that decorated the ocean floor. Looks can be very deceiving though, Auntie. It didn’t stay beautiful for long and ever since we landed, I was praying that we would be rescued.

“I’m not so sure either. I’ve been thinking and what I don’t understand is why mom and dad did not tell us anything before. We went through horrible times! They had more than enough

In El Dorado California, once called Mud Springs, lived two twin sisters Elisa and Elizabeth. These 11 year olds lived with their grandmother Myra whom took care of them since they were 4 years of age after their parents passed away in a tragic car accident. They lived humbly in a small log cabin. Elisa and Elizabeth’s favorite pass time was to play in the forest; they loved acting and playing as magicians attempting to do magic tricks.

“ This trip will be good for us.” Linda claimed. “ I also forgot to tell you that today is our one year anniversary, so we should celebrate it by having a fancy dinner.”

“I’m sure Grandmother has someone available- she herself has to have gowns made. Just before you arrived, she had a fitting for the Colonel’s party. We have a standing invitation to his party each year.”

Who would have known traveling could be such a hassle? Especially when moving from Wilson, North Carolina to boring Goldsboro. Especially when having strict parents, an annoying sister, a spoiled brother and an innocent me stuffed in a van, just to move only 26.4 miles. Moving cannot be that dreadful, I tried considering to myself. Making new friends and memories are not the worst thing in the world. There was only one slight problem …school. It was fall of third grade and everything was different. From math to English to science, concepts were thrown at me that I was so sure that I had never seen at my previous school. So at first sight of trouble, I turned to my parents, but only to end up with a frustrated me and a very agitated mother.

The early memories of Jeanette Walls are stories of wonderful adventures in small desert towns or in the Northeastern Mountains. Walls and her brother, Brian, or sister, Lori ventured together around the United States, along with her parents Rex and Rose Mary. Despite living in poverty, Walls was able to make the best of her childhood with the little material she had. Her parents, being virtually broke, could not afford to buy them presents or new toys, so the children were left to fend for themselves when it came to having fun. Most people would find it impossible to find anything amusing if they were in the same situation, but the Rex and Rose Mary Walls brought adventure to their children’s life.

As a child, Tom attended an elementary and middle school local to York, PA. When he went to high school, he attended “The High School,” which is a boarding

There is no other place I feel more at ease than at Kiawah Island. I have been going to this summer getaway every since I was a baby, and my love for this little island off the coast of South Carolina will never fade. When we roll up the driveway of 90 Jackstay Court, I feel a surge of elation, as I know I will be spending the next week with my family, cousins, and grandparents. I run my hands across the granite countertops where I can already smell the intoxicating aromas of a home cooked meal. First thing in the morning, my cousin and I grab our sand battered bikes, and start pedalling on the boardwalk to the beach. I’m careful on the narrow wooden platform, with the painful reminder of when I fell off into the brush. We hop off our bikes

“Huh? No. My dad and I went to Ottawa on a business trip a few years ago. It wasn’t like Antarctica.” He said.

During his elementary years, Tyler attended Milltown Elementary School. When school wasn’t in session, he often journeyed to Washington D.C to visit his aunt. Every now and then, she would take him to New York City to experience the sights and sounds. All was well, schoolwise, until the summer after seventh grade. The Jr. High was being removed from the High School and being combined with the sixth grade to form a new Crawford County Middle School. Tyler was simply outraged, and felt as if he had been demoted.

In August of 2016, Mary Scholz started her freshman year at Dowling Catholic High School. It was a big transition for her, going from the only school she had ever known and had gone to for a decade. This transition, while initially hard, was worth it the long run because she made new friends and held a position of leadership with the student council and she joined the debate team.

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for our trip to commence, we finally arrived on the dreamy island. Rather than staying at a hotel, we rented a beach house that was supposedly only a six minute walk from Marco Island Beach. While pulling up to the magnificent home, I was holding back tears of joy. The pale grayish-blue house looked like it had jumped right out of a framed photograph hanging up in the waiting room of a doctor's office. Among it’s

Then Michael jumps in, "Well, you know how mum loves the water. We 'll I 've bought her a new luxury yacht and I 've paid for a slip right near her home and her own captain so that whenever she wants to go on the water, she can just drive on down to the club and go."