Personal Narrative: Anderson Elementary School

I’m a bit of a scaredy cat. I jump at random things and freak out in certain situations, much to the annoyance of my friends. I especially freak out when I’m lost. Getting lost is scary within itself. Getting lost when you’re young and tiny in a strange place is even more terrifying. The annual corn maze trip was an eventful day for me on that chilly fall day in 2009. That was the day I learned how terrified I was to be alone.
Every fall, Anderson Elementary School would take their students on a small fun trip. It was a way to welcome in the new school year and for students to get acquainted with one another for the chance to possibly make friends. This year, I was not only new to the school, but they changed their destination from a local park to the corn maze in the next town. Little me, being young and naive, was super excited.
The whole trip, the two friends that I had previously made and I were bouncing with excitement and chattering about what we’re going to do once we get there. “I think I want to try out the new slide they put in.” One said, her blue eyes glistening with excitement. “I heard that you have to wear a potato sack just to go down it.” “I just want to see what they packed us for lunch.” The other said, giggling a bit.
I agreed with both of them still not quite knowing what to expect. When we got there, we had …show more content…
I didn’t realise I was lost until I was met with a dead end. I started panicking and crying, looking around in a frenzy hoping that some kind of miracle would happen. I was met with walls of corn wherever I turned making me feel sick to my stomach. Luckily, a small family that were in the maze took pity on me, a hysterically crying nine year old. They tried to calm me down to the best of their ability, and lead me back to my class. I sighed in relief finally feeling safe seeing the slightly familiar faces, but I was hiccuping a bit from my previous