A Change In Life-Personal Narrative

Life flies by in a blink of an eye. I was being born one day and then a senior in high school. Lot of things have changed over time. I have changed a lot personally and everything around me has to start to change. There are many great lesson to learn in life in life. These lesson have brought many adventure into my life from being attacked by a german shepherd to riding dirt bike in the Rocky Mountains. My biggest adventure started June 10, 2002. That day started something that has left me. I was woken by the sunshine through the blade of shade that cover my window. My mom has cooked my favorite breakfast: biscuit and gravy. The biscuit have started to rise like a newly sprouting seed come above the earth surface to finally see sunlight. There …show more content…
The places I go are not every day place. Not everybody has the skill or the courage to take on challenges that I do. My favorite places to ride is here in the midwest. It is about four hour from Kansas city. If I could, I would just move down there and live happy ever after. Society does not work like that though. The season come and go like the life of growing up. Spring time is so beautiful. It like a whole new world sprout after the white fluffy snow melted away. The tree start to shine with newly grown leaves and flower start to blossom from there highly depended on stems. The only spring that I could live without is mosquitos. The warm air make you start to leak sweat from your inner-body. They start swarming to the sweat like a person to an ice cold glass of sweet tea on a hot summer day. There you can do to get them to go away. Why was a creature like that even …show more content…
When the sun comes up, the sound of throttle being held wide rings through the air bouncing off the the canyons on every side of me. There is nothing to compare the feeling of being in control of your own vehicle weaving through the tree and riding up creeks. The brisk air in the morning is like a blow shot to the lungs. Make it hard to breath for a second but not long enough to stop me from wanting to ride. The day warm up and time to strip the layer of clothes you put on for the beginning of the ride. The falling sun in the background bring the moon to a rising a point and the air start to fall as quickly as I did on the trail when I was wrecking into