Personal Narrative: My Trip To Calvary Cemetery

September 13th, 2016; 1:52 p.m. I arrived at the Calvary Cemetery with my advisory following a short walk from Bard High School Early College Queens. To be honest, I didn’t expect anything much from the cemetery, as my head was filled with one apprehension, “What am I going to write for my polished piece of prose?” I, in fact, have never planned to write about the trip. Given the opportunities to explore the vast graveyard, I decided to turn left and vectored toward the quietest part of the cemetery, which also appeared to be the hottest due to the absent of shades. I continued walking, attempting not to deviate too much from the rivulets of roads, while the sun shines down directly on me. I was just anticipating to conduct some decent annotations of the tombs, which are obviously ubiquitous; but more prominently, to enjoy the once-in-a-year experience. I kept on moving at a normal pace for a few minutes, but at a certain moment, I stopped myself, gazed back, and was very stunned with the distance I’ve walked. I was astounded by the fact that …show more content…
When stressing about finals, for instance, it may be beneficial to plan a short visit to a cemetery in close proximity and attempt to craft a peaceful moment while eliminating every single thoughts and feeling, including happiness. This is vital to take note of, due to the reason that such action will contribute a lot to the development of our mind as adolescence. The phrase, “Making friends with death, may sound absurd and inappropriate to some people, but it actually unlocks the door; giving us access to peace and