I Know What You Did Last Summer

If I could go back to a place and the past I would go to my grandparents house, back in June the summer of 2001. Why, because that was the last time I was able to see my grandfather and actually hear his voice. If you didn’t know my grandfather you would’ve wish you have known him. My grandfather name is James Carter. He was known as the first black chief /police officer in Yazoo City, MS. To his family he was a loving and caring man. A family man actually, he was the one that kept the family…

When Clayton King spoke at crossroads summer camp, everyone was silent. You could hear a pin drop. I felt the passion behind his voice when he spoke about Christ, and everyone else did as well. There were a plethora of amens from the congregation, during his sermon. When Mr. King walks in a room you notice there is something different about him. I knew that it was Christ shining through him. He has the ability to speak to others without being fearful. Not only could he speak to the people, but…

At the young age of 14, aspiring sports broadcaster Danielle Racicot went four wheeling for the first time. Her friend took her on a four wheeler for the first time and she goes four wheeling twice every summer. “There was a moment last summer when we went four-wheeling on my sister and her fiancés property of where they were going to build their house and it was crazy because there were trees and trails everywhere but now it’s all cleared out and they’re going to start building,” said sophomore…

This is a story about God’s love and what he has done in me through his love. I believe that there is no greater belief than the love God has for me and everyone around me. God shows his love for us because when we were all still sinners he sent Christ to die for us. God gives us a commandment to love one another and if we love one another then people will see God’s love through us. I strive to show people that love. I believe that the greatest commandment is to love others as Christ as loved us…

You know, being a tree is not easy sometimes. Sometimes it’s a breeze, others it's a fight for survival (I hate you winter), but when you live in a redneck county with a bunch of dumb people in it, it’s not always a breeze. People would have more dignity you know? They always pollute, and throw trash at me. How would you feel if I threw stuff at you Sharon? Although during the summer it’s a wonderland, it’s like living outside on a beach. But as I said earlier, it’s not always a breeze being a…

goal or destination” I thought this quote pertained to me because I know this year there are going to be many obstacles in English class, but if I just push myself I know I can reach my goal. As a reader and writer, I believe that I have grown stronger over the years. In the past, I did not like reading at all I would try to get by with reading as little of the stories as possible in order to pass. I felt this way until this summer when I started to read the books for English. I realized that…

-What is the lottery? -What dangerous the lottery can be? - What the author was to tell about writing “the lottery” -what the winner of the lottery won? Answer: _ The dictionary said that Lottery means of raising money by selling numbered tickets and giving prizes to the holders of numbers drawn at random. In my country everywhere people are selling tickets of lottery, and everybody if they have money or if they wants. They buy a lottery ticket expecting to win more money even though that they…

Volleyball Season Summer tryouts were on an extremely hot and balmy August day. Many people did not enjoy these long dragged on tryouts, but I was really excited for my first year of high school volleyball as a freshman. Throughout the summer I spent hours upon hours working on volleyball. I went into tryouts not expecting to be put on a higher team. Little did I know what was in store for me this season. As I walked into my first tryout ever, I did not know many of the older girls there. I…

"How was your summer?" Is a question I'm already anticipating. To be honest, I'm not really sure if people will really want to know. "How was your summer?" is just a question you ask to sound friendly and kind. Do you really want to know though? Do you honestly want to hear hours of stories, some more boring than the previous ones, and with short bursts of annoying drama? I know I wouldn't. But of course, I, like just about everyone else, ask that question to people anyway. When I ask…

fresh and crisp. July, 2015, along with 11 close friends, 2 counselors, and a trip leader I went hiking in the backcountry of Wyoming on a 6 day backpacking trip. The air smells like sage and pine -- fresh and crisp, overpowers the salty, moist smell of the other hikers who have been outside just as long as I. The trail is dusty and smooth as we walk up it. Feeling a cool breeze rustling through the tall trees, I get a slight chill but it feels good during a hot day. Finally on our fourth day…