Ashlyn DeBoer
Mr Kristalyn
English 8
27 Mar. 2018
Unexpected Summer Day Drops
Today was one of those times when you walk outside and your popsicle melts in a matter of seconds. A couple of friends and I had been planning to go on a long bike ride, up to this pool, located a few miles from our home here in Colorado Springs. We planned to go through the mountains, down through the valleys, then we’ll enter the beautiful Garden of Gods. All day I’ve been watching the clock go tick tock, tick tock… But then the time finally came. The time I get to leave the boring and go on this exciting new adventure. I look out my window and see Channel with her pastel blue bike, Saige with her bright orange bike, and Chloe with her darker pink bike. We start on 16th street and ride up to the top of the block, when suddenly we feel a breeze coming on. I looked up at the sky and noticed a build up of dark, almost scary looking clouds. Drip, drop, one by one raindrops started falling. Then it started getting harder and louder. Some would say it was raining cats and dogs.
By the time the storm hit we were about 8 miles from home and stranded with not one building or car around. We peddle and peddle as fast as we could until we heard a strike of lightning. We knew we had to find shelter as soon as possible. We all got off our bikes and started running to the nearest building like there was no tomorrow. It wasn’t til about dark, nine o’clock to be exact, til we found a small gas station with no cars parked outside of it. But it was not your ordinary gas station. The sign was half lit, the open sign was constantly blinking, and the paint on the building was chipping. Hesitant to go in, we walked inside and talked to each other. It took about 2 hours til the storm slowly but surely started clearing up. That’s when we decided to hold off til sunrise, then go and find our bikes, and finish our adventure down to the Garden of Gods. My friends and I never in our wildest dreams would of imagined such a small bike ride turning into such a scary, some would say dangerous experience.
By time I arrived home early the next day, I noticed multiple police cars parked outside my house. I ran inside yelling,
“I’m home, I’m home!” I noticed my family in tears. I asked them,
“What’s wrong?” They looked up at me with the biggest eyes and overwhelmed me
with hugs, kisses, and the words,
“We missed you so much!” I asked them why they were so worried and they replied,
“You were supposed to be back yesterday. After the first day went by we started worrying, but by the second day we couldn’t take the anxiety of the thought of losing you.” Words couldn’t even describe the emotions I felt as they told me this.
“I would have called if I had service,” I told them.
My mom put her hand over my mouth and said, “You’re here now, and that’s all that
matters.” I finally felt relaxed, and that was all I needed to hear. “I have been waiting to go down and tell these officers to leave for the longest time, and that time has finally come.” We all looked out my window and watched the police cars leave one by one.
I whispered into my father’s ear, “What do you think about that old time movie and popcorn?”
He replies, “I could use that right about how.” We all went downstairs, played the
movie, and I could see in my families eyes a sign of relief.
