The best experience: Narrative
When I was 7 years old, I had my best experience. I went on a holiday with my family, so it was very special for me. We went there by plane. It was so comfortable but a bit noisy. First, we went our hotel. It was a very big pool and it is located near the sea. On the first day, we didlots of different activities. I enjoyed very much. On the second day, I went to scuba-diving with my father. It was fascinating. At night, we went to one of the most famous restaurants in the region and had wonderful meals. We stayed there for a week. After one week, we returned to our home. It was the best memory of my childhood and I'll never forget my first holiday with my family.
The worst experience: Narrative
I went to the Emergency Room for the first time when I was eleven years old. When I was riding a bike in front of my grandmother's house, I tried to do a trick. I messed it up in the end and headed to the ground with my hands down. I fell hard on the ground, my left wrist was twisted the wrong way. At first it did not hurt at all, but a short time later when I looked at my warped and twisted ankles, sudden excruciating pain, my whole body was wrapped. Rolling around on the ground yelling and cussing in pain, my parents saw what happened and came running to my aid. After about ten minutes of yelling and screaming, I finally got up and held my wrist as I walked to the car. The whole way to the hospital the pain got worse and worse. Later I foound out the increase in pain was due to swelling the broken bone. After waiting impatiently, I finally learned that x-rays were taken and my wrist was broken and my doctor put plaster on my broken wrist. It was the worst day of my life and I’ll never forget the pain I had.
First Love: Narrative
I may not have had a first love to remember, but I still remember vividly my first crush. First, Her name was