Monday, October 8, 2012

Memorable Moments

Authors Note: This essay talks about how I have great memories with my friends, but this is by far the one i will not forget.

There I was, the best hiding spot of the year. Sitting behind a tree, in a bush, sole. Now this was terrifying. Pitch black, wearing only short and sweatshirt, in almost 40 degrees, feeling like a penguin. I was so frightened and animal would just pop out at me. Slowly putting my hood on, trying not to make much movement, as I watch for any sign of my friends.

 Finally someone walks by me looking through the bushes. I put my head down, trying not to laugh as she touched me, but thought was something else. All I was thinking was, “How, how did you not see me?” Well she is not the most intelligent crayon in the box.

 Honestly I have been sitting here for about 30 minutes. I couldn’t go on my phone, it would I’ve off light, but I had about 5 text messages and 6 missed calls. I can’t look though. Not now. There’s was nothing to do though, so I started to pick at leaves, that were poking me. I’m solitary person. I needed company, but didn’t want to give up my spot

. I spoke to soon. My friends, they came and sat by me, literally right next to me. Yet they didn’t know I was sitting there. Trying not to laugh, trying not to move. So challenging. They’re talking about me. Saying my name really softly. Laughing. Smiling, breathing, and blinking. The only preferences I have right now. One more person to go. I mean, they technically found me right? I mean there sitting right next to me, just not knowing it. Should I get out of my spot? Should I start to talk to them? Or should I wait? I think I’ll get out.

 Just as I was about to move, Michelle’s mom (the last person to find me) came out. She was vociferating all 3 of our names. Saying. “It’s time to go!” or, “ Come on!” She was circling the house. Her face was bright red, full of terror. As they got to the front, the 2 girls were going to run and scare them. One last time she yells come on. The girls get up and start to run. Just as I come out right behind them and yell,” Yeah girls let’s go!” I practically scared them half to death. One of the girls hopped about 4 feet into the air. Great night, great memories.

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