In 100 words, tell us a story, something funny or scary or sad, something that happened to you personally or that you just heard or read, something that happened recently or long, long ago. Use your best language to make the narrative clear and simple.
Christmas Break was anything but ordinary. While everyone else was out traveling to visit relatives or staying home and relaxing, I spent the majority of the time in Fort Walton, where my internship is. The day before Christmas Eve I got a call and was told I had to go to Pensacola the next day because there was an autopsy I could watch. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t like anything I thought. Considering the first time I saw a body didn’t go well, my goal for this was to not throw up. When I walked in, there was Christmas music playing and everyone was going about their business like there wasn’t a person laying on the table about to be cut open. In the middle of the autopsy, the medical examiner says “What are you getting your kids for Christmas?” which amazed me in light of her hand being inside of him. One thing that did surprise me is that the ME cuts pieces of the organs and puts them in a bowl and the other in what I thought was a trash bag. But, when she was finished, she put the bag inside of him and sewed him back up. After everything was said and done, my boss wanted to get lunch and I was forced to find an appetite. Although it wasn’t a traditional Christmas Break, it was very interesting and I somehow managed to have a lot of fun doing something extremely depressing.
ReplyDeleteChristopher Bijou
I’ve been really wanting to go see the new movie American Sniper directed by Clint Eastwood, randomly two nights ago me and my friends decided to go at the 1030 showing. Coming into this movie I was expecting just another military movie, this was no regular filmed military movie. It showed how our soldiers put there life on the line for us to live in such a great place and it taught me to be great full to live in a awesome country and remember the ones who serve and protect us so we can live in a happier controlled environment we call America.
ReplyDelete-Hampton Schaffer
My dad is in the military so; my family has always been into traveling. By the time I was 13; I had visited 38 different states and moved 4 times. The next move was to Mannheim, Germany. The next two years were a blur of different countries, cities and museums. I visited Paris, Rome, Venice, Dublin, berlin, London, and many other major cities. While all these areas were cool too see, the most fun I had while traveling was in the smaller towns. There weren’t any lines, seldom would you see any other tourists, and more often than not the food was much better. For example, we once spent a week in southern France. The whole time we never entered a town of more than about 4000 people. Everything was small-town and, to me, seemed more entertaining.
ReplyDelete-Joshua McGlone
Today I went to the car wash with my friend Ashley. She just got a brand new Mercedes so she has been very persistent about keeping it clean. Today she decided to go to the old fashioned car washes where it is the machine cleaning it as opposed to real people. In the car wash we were taking funny videos with the rainbow soap. I decided to record a video and I rolled down the window in the middle of the car wash. Ashley then screamed bloody murder and I got it all on tape. Then she did not clean it right so we had to go back in just for a bug to get its guts splattered on her windshield 5 minutes later. It has been quite an eventful day to say the least.
ReplyDelete--Natalie Diciaula
About a year and a half ago I was out in Peru doing a trek up in the Andes Mountains with a few of my friends and we all wanted to do the most intense trail that the travel company would take us on. Well after some research and speaking with a few locals in the small mountain village Cusco we found out that Mountain Salcantay was the most brutal trek of them all. Now we had had only spent two days in Cusco and we didn't listen to the travel company about staying for a week to get acclimated to the thin higher elevation air and decided that it wouldn't matter. On day four of the twenty mile trek all three of us had severe altitude sickness while at the highest peak and ended up having to be taken down on donkeys because we were in such rough shape. It was very embarrassing that three military guys had to be brought down from trek while everyone else continued. Next time I do anything like that I'm going to listen to the professionals advice haha.
ReplyDelete-Ryan Kay
Today, two friends and I went off roading in their trucks after school. One of the friends is huge into off roading and knows all the tricks to it. During our adventure, my friend Paxton was timid to go through this deep sand. After both friends arguing about going for fifteen minutes he finally managed to go through. From then on he was acting like he knew it all and started talking like he was some country guy who knew all about what he was doing. After this event we went to eat and then headed to basketball practice.
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DeleteLast week as I drove home from class something very unexpected occurred. I picked up my friend, Katie, and we went to go eat dinner. It was around ten PM. We were riding in the car with the windows down and blasting music, which was very distracting. I was approaching her street to turn into and slammed on my breaks. The smallest chihuahua I have ever laid eyes on was a foot from being pummeled into roadkill. The poor dog ran away. It was a very traumatic experience for the both of us.
ReplyDeleteAngela Beabout
I have a lovely (but very old) dog named Ariel that lives at my Mom’s house. We had all gone to my Grandma’s house for a cook-out, and my Mom brought the dogs. As my Mom was leading the dogs out of the car and into the house, Ariel must have snuck away (she never goes far, just wanted to explore), and nobody noticed for ten minutes or so. Once I noticed that she was missing, we went outside to go look for her. I couldn’t find her anywhere! Just as I was getting very nervous, Grandma’s next-door neighbor told us he found a very, very confused dog, and she won’t leave her garage. It turns out that Ariel went into the wrong house after she travelled back, and just hung out in his garage like nothing was wrong. I found it very funny that she mixed up houses, and we all laughed about it together.
ReplyDeleteToday between noon and 5pm Mediacom service representatives told me they would show up to hook cable up. Can you believe that? A five hour window to do something that takes twenty minutes. I can't tell you what I'll be doing in 5 minutes little alone 5 hours. So finally at 5:20 pm the cable guy shows up. I'm worried about being late for class so I ask him if he can hurry and get it done. He goes outside starts working and instead of fixing the cable he turns off the internet. What the hell man? No one messes with my internet! As I run outside to tell him the news my power to the house went out. When I reach the guy he smiles at me and tells me I can make it to class on time because he can't work without power. So now I have to wait until Friday to get my internet back. What a pain!
ReplyDelete-Zachary Harder
About a year ago, my mother and I were driving to Ft. Walton to visit my grandmother. On the way there she decided to stop at the automated car wash by Tops in Destin. Everything was going as it should until we heard a loud metallic clunking noise against the windshield. There were no cracks so we did not really think anything of it. After that we noticed that most of the radio stations were not coming in, or were coming in fuzzy. We still did not think much of it. After about a week my mom came to and said "You what I just realized? That car wash took the radio antennae off the front of my car. No wonder none of the stations are working properly!'
ReplyDelete*Megan McNeely
A few years ago I was involved in my first car accident. I was heading home from a friend's house. While heading home I was driving too fast on the road that he lives down. Coming around a corner I lost control. My car swerved and slid sideways down the side of the road taking out several small sized trees. I came to a stop by hitting a wad of pine trees. My door caved in, ruined my fender. and bent the hood. I was fortunate enough to walk away without even a scratch. To this day, that day goes down as the scariest moment of my life along with being an important lesson learned.
ReplyDelete-William Canaday
When I was about nine or ten years old I was fishing out in the middle of the l lived on and the worst possibly happened. I was a bright and early on a Saturday and I had just left the dock in my little eleven foot John Boat after about five minutes from departing I had arrived to the middle of the lake. Once I positioned the boat just right I threw the anchor out into the water and a few seconds later I heard the thump of it hitting the ground. I grabbed my rod and reel, casted the line and all was going good. After fifteen minutes of fishing I realized I had drifted across the lake and the anchor was no longer attached to the rope tightened to the boat. I walked over to the motor to crank it up, it wouldn’t start! Long story short I found myself in quite the pickle.
ReplyDeleteJoseph Ledo-Massey
When I was in high school I was on the debate team and I was pretty good at arguing my point. People started giving me nick names and one that stuck was "The Master". This name was appropriate because I was amazing at pulling ideas out of thin air and respectfully tongue lashing my opponents. One of my friends parents thought that it would be a good idea to get me a shirt that read "Master - bater" on the back of it. When I wore the shirt to school the next day I was suspended for 3 days for wearing a shirt with profane language. I am surprised that the mistake wasn't caught sooner. I guess that sums up my childhood.
ReplyDeleteDuring the Allied invasion of France during WWII, the Allied Paratroopers were tasked with capturing a series of bridges leading into Germany. During a battle for a bridge in southern France, two soldiers were camped up inside of an abandoned building just down the street from the bridge. One soldier was wounded in his neck and asked the other soldier for some tea. In aid of his injured comrade, he took off for this old shed they had passed on the way into the town. The soldier found the tea and returned as fast as possible but, upon return, the other soldier had vanished. He looked everywhere and couldn't find him. To this day, the soldier was never recovered. What would've happened if the soldier wouldn't have gone to get the tea for his buddy?
ReplyDeleteDaniel D.
A few week ago as I scrolling through Twitter, I noticed something peculiar. A fellow acquaintance had exclaimed that they wanted to leave their house thirty minutes early than they normally would for school in order to watch the sunset. "THE SUNSET?", I thought to myself silently. My poor acquaintance must have been either confused or inebriated, so I helped out and explained that watching the sunset in the morning is completely impossible. The moral of this story is that the sunset is in the afternoon.
ReplyDeleteI remember one night at work when it was extremely slow, and there was really nothing for me to do, so one of the managers who was clocking out told me I could go home. So I finished my remaining work, then left, like every other night. When I left I noticed i was low on gas, so I stopped at a Tom Thumb gas station to fill up my car. While I was filling my car up with gas, one of my coworkers called me. I answered the phone he says "Where the hell are you?"; I replied "Well, I'm at the gas station filling up with gas." He went on to explain how everyone was searching for me for about 45 minutes, and how the other manager (who was still clocked in) did not tell me to leave. I had to explain to the manager how the other manager told me it was ok for me to go home, and apparently did not inform the manager who was still on the clock.
ReplyDelete-Shane Parent
About a month ago, I was pulled over for speeding for the very first time. I was unintentionally going 20 over the limit and was very nervous while the officer approached but remained calm. After he asked for my license he went away for a long time while talking on the phone with someone. I was starting to become really impatient, then he came back and told me that my license had been suspended from a wreck I was involved in almost a year earlier. I thought I was in a lot of trouble now and had to call my parents. As I was talking to the officer I realized that he was a good friend of my grandparents and he apologized for not recognizing me. We eventually found out that my license was suspended because of a fault in the system, and although I was going 20 over with a suspended license, I left without a ticket, and didn't speed for a few weeks after that..
ReplyDeleteIn December, I had the chance to escape the cold of Santa Rosa Beach and take a weekend trip down to Orlando. It was the first time I got to really see the city, as the only other times I had visited Disney was the only thing I got to explore. Accompanying me was my boyfriend and very close friend, and our destination was a concert located at the House of Blues. This was the first concert I had ever been to, so my excitement was growing the hours. After some trips to the mall, the sun began to set and it was almost time for the show to begin. As we entered the darkly lit building I was filled with anxious excitement, but when the lights turned off the bass blasted I couldn’t help from yelling with happiness. Issues, the bad we were seeing, did amazing. By the end my hearing was so shot I could hardly hear the guitar, but when the last song played all I wanted was for them to play more. After we left, I knew that was one of the best experiences of my life.
ReplyDeleteAllison McDowell
Family vacations never go as planned. A little before Christmas, My family and I decided to make a trip out to our hometown of Woodstock, VA to visit with some of our close friends and family. Every single time we visit it is tradition to have a family dinner with all our cousins. This dinner included a little wrestling. The cousin that I could have easily taken down years ago challenged me to a match. Right before I was about to claims victory things began to go wrong. As my cousin was hitting the ground he was also landing on my ankle that was put into an awkward position as a result of my stance. The next thing everyone heard was a loud pop, and an even louder cry. On to the hospital I went. There, X-rays were done and splints were put on. Turns out from that little wrestling match, I would take home the present of a broken ankle for Christmas. Later that month I had planned to go on a skiing trip in Vermont, but was confined to the cabin the whole trip. I am just now almost completely done with healing and have fully learned my lesson.
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The first that thing that comes to mind is me going blind. I have seen perfectly my entire life then one day at twenty three just like that, it was slowly starting to go. I noticed when I was turning onto highway ninety eight and I could not make out the vehicles coming towards me. It scared the hell out of me. I picked up the phone and made an emergency eye appointment. The doctor I saw that day wasn't a retina specialist so he could not fully diagnose me, also he wanted to make sure it was not diabetes or anything like that. After several blood tests I was sent as soon as possible to Dr. Meyers, a retina specialist who could legally declare and diagnose my disease. It was Lebers hereditary neuropathy eye disease, I wanted to punch him in the fucking face. I understood he told primarily older aged people this on a daily, but fuck I was twenty three. He also had 4 interns in the room. I wanted to cry but didn't want to lose my nerve in front of everyone. I left, and without assaulting Dr. Myers. The disease is progressive, so I have nothing left to do but watch the sky turn darker and darker.
This was just the other day, last Monday, I do believe. I currently work on a golf course and this requires me to wake up 4:30 to cook breakfast etc. and have enough time to get there by 6 AM. Well this Monday was probably the worst Monday I have had in long time. So I wake up, do my usual, and I'm out the door with plenty of time to get to work by 6; only to find out that when I close my door, the lights on the inside and the door chime will not shut off. Also, the window on the drivers side will not roll down and none of the buttons work. Therefore I have to drive twenty five miles to PCB with the lights on, on the inside of car. This isn't that big of deal, I mean it's annoying but I got over it. So then I get off work and realize I have to get gas; the only problem is, my gas cap on the side of my car opens by a button on the door panel. The same set of buttons that haven't worked since this morning. So now I am stranded at the gas station trying to pry open my gas cap with a leatherman tool, trying desperately to not scratch my car. I google some things and find out that one of the wires connecting my door to the frame has severed, so I popped that open and spliced the ground wire back together for split second giving me enough time to get the gas cap open. To top off my wonderful Monday, I ran over two giant nails at Grand Boulevard where they're doing construction and have to replace that tire since one went through my side wall. Lets hope next Monday is better.
ReplyDeleteBrett Gelineau