The things about challenges are overcoming them, and telling your friends and family about what you faced, in my case the challenge I faced changed the way I think about beautiful things, and about my life. How can something so beautiful be so treacherous? I was so happy enjoying my day, but within seconds…pure joy turned into fear. It was a beautiful day spent at schliterbahn, but hours being in the same placed bored me. I asked my brother for permission to go to the island, since it meant just crossing the bridge and there it was.…
Moving Again Have you ever moved schools? Have you lost friends? Well it really stinks. Moving schools have affected me for lots of reasons, but I am getting better.…
I started to talk a little about the library book. I told everything that happened. Her voice started to get worried. She said that a little after 3:00, the lights went out twice. That was when the book started to glow and I touched it.…
I hear the familiar yell of my mother from downstairs as I scramble to fix the bookshelf I had just toppled over. I was twelve at the time, yet my curiosity and boyish desire to explore led me to my failed attempt to reach the fabled attic. It was about ten feet tall to reach the cord that would open the attic, so I devised a scheme to use the bookcase as a stepstool. The feeble bookcase had too narrow of a base to support my wiry 90 pound frame, and shortly after I commenced the climb I found myself on the floor. “WHAT WAS THAT?!”…
Decrepit books surrounded me from every way, seemingly strewn around from the howling wind. An ancient bookcase lay in ruins against the farthest wall from me. A child’s laugh echoed through the hallway and into the room. It’s not real, it’s not real….…
The wand flew out of her hand again and floated in mid-air, illuminating both books and nothing else. Shaking her head, she returned to the books. No matter how many fearsome adventures she had faced, nothing quite unnerved her as sounds in the dark. She turned over the inside front covers.…
I picked up a random book, opened to the middle, and read. “What do you mean I can't go out anymore?” This book was not helping. I carefully climbed out my window. I needed to go to my special place.…
Sitting in a hard plastic chair in my math class I felt paralyzed. The heat in the room was unimaginable on the cool autumn day. I could not be the only one that was feeling it. At the same time I could barely keep head straight as the math test stared back at me with harsh eyes telling me “you will never be able to pass this class,” in a slithering tone. A drop of sweat rolled down the side of my face.…
I rest my head onto my arms. This book could make me famous, or flush my career as a writer down the toilet. This is a make it or break it situation, I hope my publisher likes the first little glimpse into the story. Somehow, through all those troubling thoughts, I was able to pass out, my heads on my…
“We’re moving.” How many times had I heard this already? I vividly recollect the times my parents had informed me we were going to move. It seemed like we had just finished unpacking the boxes that were covering the house. I lived in Florida at the time, where the weather could not become any better.…
Growing up, everyone has some sort of obstacles. “If we choose to see the obstacles in our path as barriers, we stop trying… However, if we choose to see the obstacles as hurdles, we can leap over them” (Carson). My mom always told me “If at first you do not succeed, try and try again.” I never really understood that phrase when I was a little girl.…
I continued to scream. Nearby, I heard the faint flicker of a nearby light. I recognized the sound as the hallway light and concluded that my mother must be on her way. My sweaty palms met with the thin paint of my wall.…
Out With the Old In With the New Looking back at the old me in high school, I would have never guessed I’d become the young woman I am today. I’ve always had a vision of what I wanted to look like and how I wanted to be, yet I never made any changes to become the person. That was until the summer of 2015. This is the time where I told myself that things would have to change in the Fall.…
A Turning Point Many events occur during a person’s lifetime, some heal the soul and others leave an unpleasant scar. Either way, by time, all of those events come together to give that person a memorable experience that will not be forgotten. I have faced many terrific circumstances, some of which gave me good memories and some gave me terrible experiences. However, the most remarkable event in my life was an exceptional one, one that made me realize that no matter how bad things get, there will always be something better.…
No Turning Back The opportunity to truly start over is a rare occurrence. A new city, a new school, a new life and a chance to really remake oneself, that is what the admission letter to The University of Colorado boulder meant. The car was packed full of bedding and clothes leaving little room for the occupants inside. But there was plenty of room for optimism.…