My Writing
My name is Airic Boyce and I go to Waverly Middle School and this is who I am as a writer. I really don't enjoy writing unless I get to pick what I get to write about. I really enjoy writing about funny things that have happen to me. I do not like writing sad stories at all, I don't know why I just think the happy or fun memories are the best. The best part about writing to me is that I can twist my stories and expand them to make them even better.
The three stories that I picked to show you from this year were My Utopia, My Vignette, and my personal narrative story witch is called Worst Florida Trip Ever! These were my top three favorite stories to write about and probably the only stories I even enjoyed writing. One of the reasons I picked these stories is because they are all mostly true so enjoy!!!
The three stories that I picked to show you from this year were My Utopia, My Vignette, and my personal narrative story witch is called Worst Florida Trip Ever! These were my top three favorite stories to write about and probably the only stories I even enjoyed writing. One of the reasons I picked these stories is because they are all mostly true so enjoy!!!
Worst Florida Trip Ever!
This story is all true which makes it funnier each time I read it or think about what happen on this trip. I really like writing this story and but did not like going on this trip. It was not very funny at all until I got over it and started laughing about all the stuff that happened. I took a lot of time to try to write word for word about what happen so enjoy this story and i hope you don't have one of these trips.
Worst Florida Trip Ever!
''Grab your swimming trunks!'' My mom said while I walked out the door heading behind her. My least favorite part about going to Florida is the car ride there. Since I have two younger brothers, the car ride seems to take longer than it really is. My brother's names are Mason and Caden. When my family went on this trip, Mason was about three years old and Caden was around two years old. Mason is normally very quiet in the car when we go on trips and Caden is usually screaming or crying because of not having anything to do. Luckily for me, I have an iPod.
This particular trip, we decided to borrow my Grandma's motor home. The only problem was that it was really old and never used. So, me being the oldest, I had to clean all the cobwebs and all the dirt out of it before the trip. It seemed to take forever but when it was done, we left right away.
The trip to Florida takes about two or three days, depending on traffic. It also depends on if we stop along the way to stay the night if the family gets tired. The first day of the trip went pretty smoothly except my Mom had food poisoning from something bad she ate at my Grandma's house. So, we had to stop at a hotel in Ohio to stay the night. The whole rest of the day I had to listen to my Mom throw-up the bad food she ate. After that nice day, and not being able to look at food the same way again, we got back onto the road.
The second day was probably the only day that nothing went wrong. We had a smooth journey until we got towards Tennessee. It went all downhill from here. By the third day back on the road, it started pouring rain. It rained so hard we couldn't see the cars in front of us. We were going only 10mph on the highway until we looked over to our right and saw an SUV swerving. It then flipped all the way over on its side and landed with the driver's side door facing up. My step-dad pulled over the motor home and ran across the highway. He opened her door, pulled her out, and brought the lady back into our motor home. When she sat down in the motor home, I could see and feel her shaking terribly. We called 911 and her husband. They both arrived within about ten minutes. She was fine but the SUV wasn't so her husband came and got her to take her home. We were all shaken up about the situation and called it a night. At the rate we were traveling, Florida was still another two days away and we didn't want to drive overnight. The fourth day we drove the entire day and entire night. We then stopped at a hotel to get some rest. On the fifth day, we stopped at a gas station and my Mom got my brother Mason a red Mountain Dew which lead him to get sick. He got sick all over the blankets and we had to smell them for the remaining trip.
When we finally arrived in Florida at my Aunt Karen's house, she was away on business in Georgia. She would not return for two more days which is when we planned on leaving. So, we decided to stay for another week and we would go home the next Monday. Since that trip, we have always flown to Florida because we were scared of it happening again.
--Kaitlyn
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