A Walk To Remember Essay

continued the 15 minute walk to my car. A small hint of relief hit me when I entered my car. I could finally release this pent-up energy inside and scream some obscenities. I’m sure I was loud enough for those near my Cruze to hear, but I didn’t care. The drive home I cannot remember much of. My mind still focused on what just happened and how caught off guard I was. Like most days at my 9 to 5 job, it was mundane: drive to work through peak Mopac traffic, start-up my computer and walk across…

kindergarten class and having a girl raise her hand to ask, “Why is Haley that color?” I couldn’t formulate a response to that question so I looked at my teacher hoping she would scold her for asking such an inappropriate question, but she didn’t. I remember that my teacher had to make an announcement to the class to not pass out Birthday invitations if they weren’t going to invite everyone. She had to do this since my parents told the school I would come home crying because the students would…

5 Tips in Pet-Proofing Your Home Your house is a hodgepodge of stuff your pets find interesting. If they stick their snouts in the wrong door, they can get seriously injured or make a big mess. It is your job as a responsible pet owner to make sure that your home is safe for you and your pets. If you think that you are lacking in pet-proofing your home, use these five tips to help you fortify your pets’ surroundings. 1. Store Dangerous Chemicals, Objects and Unfriendly Pet Items in Safe Areas…

When he describes how the footprints he left are forgotten, that happens to most people everyday. Someone could have done something great but no one remembers who he is. It also can all happen overnight and with as little effort as just a wave passing over it. The poem really shows that no matter how big something you do is, not everyone will remember it. The poem starts with the sun setting and darkness starting to overcome the town. The setting is taken at the sea…

stood there in the parking lot looking at the map and at the road. It would take far too long for me to get there. Seeing that Lestallum is Northwest from here, plus she told me that most areas are on lockdown and would be hard to get through. I also remember what the chef said she told me some areas are locked down, and that no one can get through them. She did say the best thing to do right now is to head to Hammerhead which is almost North from here, and that someone by the name of Cindy…

Theme: Honor the Dream; Walk with Courage, Dignity and Hope A dream is a series of thoughts, images and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep. Dreams are our windows to imagination, we experience things we couldn’t in reality and we fore see paths and destinies. We are able to create for ourselves a future through our very thought and ideas and our dreams can make changes and outstanding difference in this our world. It is through our dreams that our ancestors have…

had intended for me to do. That one job is why I chose education and what makes me the person I am today. It also started in Kindergarten. I had the most caring, trustworthy, passionate teacher. She reminded me of Ms. Honey from Matilda. I still remember her laugh and what she smelled like. When I was younger I always played “school.” I pretended to be just like my Kindergarten teacher. I wanted to be just like her and I still do. She always told me to shoot for nothing but the best.…

Imagine two sets of exact opposite people going shopping together. For example, an ENFP and ISTJ goes shopping with an ESFP and an INTJ. Does it seem chaotic? Good, because it is. The situation I described above is the Ross family shopping experience. My mom is the ENFP, my dad is the ISTJ, Madisyn is the ESFP, and I am an INTJ (when I’m around my family). Let me tell you, when we shop all together, it is quite an ordeal. Before we even get in a store, our shopping experience is a mess. My…

playing a game with my brother and was chasing him around the house but was crawling after him. All of a sudden I stood up and took a couple of steps. When I tried to run I fell but my parents were happy that I was even able to walk. Within a couple of months I was able to walk and then even run. Soon after I was able to run my I would never stop…

Thinking and unfolding crumpled papers from my first three years here, I remember how horrific and terrifying the first day was. I specifically remember taking deep breaths in and out as the bus unloaded all the students. Before I had gotten on the bus, my mother stood on the porch outside, and I blew at least three kisses to her as I walked down the driveway, and she blew one last kiss to me before I turned around to hop up the steep stairs. By the middle of the day, I began to cry and tried to…