#journalgems
A paper written for an
English Assignment
in middle school
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| Erik - 8th grade- Middle school |
GETTING LEFT AT THE CHURCH
The bright sun, the clear blue sky, and cool spring air couldn't have made for a more beautiful Sunday afternoon. It seemed impossible with the tornado-like winds of Cedar City for such a perfect day as this! Little did I know the events of what happened that day were far from perfect, and I wouldn't remember this day so well because of the weather, but because of what happened.
Our church block meeting had just ended, and as the family was walking to the car, I suddenly had the urge that everyone has a couple times a day. I specifically got my mom's attention and told her to wait while I ran inside to go to the bathroom.
After I had finished my business, I pushed the door open to return to where the car was. As I looked to where we had parked, I saw to my ultimate horror, our car and the Gray family- minus one person- driving right out of the parking lot! As frantic as I was, I ran- fully sprint- after my family, hoping I could catch up. I didn't ever take into account that I could just find a ride home with someone else.
I ran as fast as my little legs would carry me, going out the parking lot, past the vet clinic, and as I came to the main road, Highway 56, I still followed, hoping by some miracle I would be able to catch up to a now 55 miles an hour car zooming down the road. I don't know why I kept running, but I did! And it's a good thing, too, because my family had pulled over to pick up our neighbor. Austin had gotten left by both his parents (because they each thought the other had him) and had decided to walk home. As he was climbing into the back seat, I was still booking it, yelling "Wait! Wait! Don't leave me!" I frantically hit the back window to get their attention before the car sped off again, while I went on my way into the side door. My family, surprised, astonished, and somewhat amused, started laughing about how they had forgotten me, while I was relieved and also crying about getting left behind. From that time forward, my parents were sure to check for everyone in the car before taking off, so they wouldn't forget a child again.
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| Erik -Age 6, when he got left at church - accidentally. |
