Three Day Road

I began my day like any other day. I woke up, I brushed my teeth and I got in my van to go to work but, something felt different today. Could it have been the three car accidents or the three red lights the caught me? No. When I was driving I happened to of run over something. I was frightened, I have never run over anything in my entire life. I looked in my rear-view mirror as I was driving away and the image I viewed was hideous. It was a crushed goose with its feathers flying everywhere and…

the woods of California The road was bumpy and shaky and i fell and i fell asleep, we finally got there and we met our friends, i met my friend jack and harry we had a good day till nightfall came. When nightfall came we snuck out to go hiking and see anything cool out in the woods, we then went out to a path we didn't take during the day. my friend took out his phone to pull up a map by now when we did this camping trip when were ten years old and we had a group of three. the tree’s looked like…

As the truck approached an easement that connected Highway 40 to old Farmers Road, Ronnie Joe felt a sudden chill. He wrapped his jacket tightly around him and sank into his seat. Along that easement was a neighborhood known to locals as Butterville, made up of weather beaten wooden houses on quarter-acre plots with at least a half mile between them. A neighborhood for the menial and the mendicant. There was no running water, no electricity, and no hope. The trees leaned over precariously…

feature of the landscape. Within the dells, nature is more secluded and has to adjust to the presence of people. The rabbits scamper to safety and the birds stop singing simultaneously when they are disturbed but before long they continue their day-to-day routine. The excess of plants, trees, and wildflowers provide a variety of different scents. The dells begin to mix more with the deciduous cottonwood trees that grow near all of the little stagnant murky ponds throughout the low-lying areas…

felt proud of myself when I climbed to the top of the mountain. Climbing a mountain is always a challenging outdoor activities. It reminds me that my experience that the first time I climbed a 900 feet height mountain. Some of the roads were stairs and some were plat mud roads. The mountain was covered by grass, flower, and short trees, so there was no place to hide the heat of the sun. There was afternoon when we climbed to 400 feet. I was slowing down. The heat burned my skin, and I felt…

as this would be seen as a golden sidewalk leading right to the roads of success. A path such as this would be everyone’s wish in the three that they are allowed to have. Granted, this path leads to the high echelons of money and fame, but at the same time incredibly easy. Such a path should not exist. Obstacles are necessary to learn from. In my eyes, a path with no obstacles is as good as any path on its own. I still remember the day I walked into the chalk-filled gymnasium for my first…

Fortson, he steered his vehicle onto the left shoulder of the road. Just prior to coming to a complete stop, he noticed the camper/trailer approaching his vehicle from the rear. In response, he quickly accelerated his vehicle and attempted to pull it back onto the roadway just as the trailer came into contact with…

can found a hose, I turned the water on and the water the worst but best water I’ve ever had it was hot and tasted like dirt. All three of us had some of that water, we were relieved that we found water in the middle of nowhere.…

I gripped it tightly and pulled, wincing in pain. The alcohol residue did not help a single bit. I pulled the three inch beer bottle piece completely out, dropping it on the gravel parking lot with a clink. I need a hospital, but I didn't go. Something wanted me to continue along the trail. So I did. The same sensation swept over me as in my dream, because I was…

Imagine there's a car at a stop, trying to decide where to go next. There are two streets in front of it, one is pathed with failure and challenges, but success at the end of the road, while the other is short and easy and has failure up ahead. Anne Bradstreet from “ Burning of our House”, Equiano from “ The Interesting Narrative of the life of Olaudah Equiano”, and the pilgrims of “ Of Plymouth Plantation”, all went down the street that had challenges, yet the never gave up. Bradstreet had to…