It was a windy day when the man crossed the road and went into the bus station. It was a cold September afternoon with the wind blowing in my hair on a bike ride. When I saw the man who went into the bus station, I thought he looked very familiar, so I followed him into the station. He was wearing an expensive suit, holding a briefcase, with a top hat, and black shoes. He dressed very similar to someone I miss dearly. My father.
The man dressed like him, has the same hair, the same look. My dad died this summer in a car accident. But this man who went into the bus station looks exactly like my dad. Exactly. I followed him for a couple hours, just because there could still be fate. He took a bus to Midwest airlines, then got on flight 14. I had to think fast so I bought a ticket. The plane went to Florida, but after the flight, he got on a boat at a docking station. The other people one the boat seemed to be his friends. They greeted him by saying “hey Al!” Al was my dad’s name. This is really creepy.
All of the friends said “haven’t seen u since the accident! Where is your family?!” Then Al replied “They don’t know I lived, I don’t want to come in and have them think I’m a ghost or anything.” I couldn’t believe what I just heard. It was him! At this point, I’ve never been happier. After their little conversation, the boys went into the boat room, and then the boat started drifting away. I didn’t want to loose my dad again, so I started screaming for him to come back. Nobody heard me, so I hopped into the lake and swam for the boat. Luckily I could get up onto it, but all my dad’s friends are in the room.
One of his friends came out to check on the captain. Right when George saw me, he screamed and thought I was a stranger. Then all of his friends came out. The second my dad laid eyes on me, he ran towards me and gave me a big hug! We had to do a lot of explaining to George since it was his boat. I can’t wait to get home with my dad and tell my family!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
I almost got kidnapped at a carnival! [:
Last year, I went to the local Pewaukee carnival our town has
every year. There was an old man who worked there, and he was really
scary and almost kidnapped me! I rode the zipper and my friends phone
flew out of the cart, so when we were done, we went to go look for it. We
split up and then this old man who worked there came up to me and said,
"Stay here, I got something to show you." After that, I ran away by my friend, because earlier he came up to me and said "come back after dark and I will show you my house."
every year. There was an old man who worked there, and he was really
scary and almost kidnapped me! I rode the zipper and my friends phone
flew out of the cart, so when we were done, we went to go look for it. We
split up and then this old man who worked there came up to me and said,
"Stay here, I got something to show you." After that, I ran away by my friend, because earlier he came up to me and said "come back after dark and I will show you my house."
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