October Snow
It snowed again today. Not a lot of snow, just enough to cover the ground. Yet by tomorow afternoon, it will probebly all have melted away. I decided to go running dispite the cold, and the snow. As I was running, I felt like there was something about the falling snow that was eerily familure. I couldn't pin it down right away, but then it hit me. I remembered.
A long time ago, one of my friends was having a party and I wanted to go. However I had been grounded that week for something I did. Frankly I can't remember what it was, but I do remember the punishiment. Needless to say my parents wouldn't let me go. But I am a stuborn person, and I decided that I was going to get to this party one way or another. At about 11:00 or so, when everyone was in bed, I snuck out of the house, and went to the party. I remember having a good time there, not because it was a fantastic party but because I had to go through a lot to get there. Every one thought I was crazy. At about 3 in the morning the party wrapped up, and I walked Heather home. As we got to her door it started to snow, I remember she looked beautful in the light with snowfalkes all around her. I wish I had my camera, it would have made a great picture.
Anyways, we kissed good night and I headed home. When I got to the house I realized that in my rush to get out, and to do so without making a sound, I forgot to take my keys. I was locked out! I was terrified, but what could I do? I couldn't get in to the house without waking everyone up. So I decided to wait it out. We had this big fire pit in the back, basicaly it is a big copper bowl, with a screen on top of it, we used it all the time. We had wood stored outside, and I was able to scrounge up some paper, and lit a fire, and sat in front of it the rest of the night, as snow was falling down.
In the morning, my dad was the first one up, and when he came down he saw me outside with a fire going. he came out and said, "arnt't you grounded? You shouldn't be out here." All I said was that whatever happened it was worth it. Dad just looked at me and said, "well get in the house before your mother wakes up." That was it. Dad andI bonded a bit that morning, I realized that he was like me when he was younger, and he understood what I was going through. It brought us a little closser together. I had forgotten that over the years.
A long time ago, one of my friends was having a party and I wanted to go. However I had been grounded that week for something I did. Frankly I can't remember what it was, but I do remember the punishiment. Needless to say my parents wouldn't let me go. But I am a stuborn person, and I decided that I was going to get to this party one way or another. At about 11:00 or so, when everyone was in bed, I snuck out of the house, and went to the party. I remember having a good time there, not because it was a fantastic party but because I had to go through a lot to get there. Every one thought I was crazy. At about 3 in the morning the party wrapped up, and I walked Heather home. As we got to her door it started to snow, I remember she looked beautful in the light with snowfalkes all around her. I wish I had my camera, it would have made a great picture.
Anyways, we kissed good night and I headed home. When I got to the house I realized that in my rush to get out, and to do so without making a sound, I forgot to take my keys. I was locked out! I was terrified, but what could I do? I couldn't get in to the house without waking everyone up. So I decided to wait it out. We had this big fire pit in the back, basicaly it is a big copper bowl, with a screen on top of it, we used it all the time. We had wood stored outside, and I was able to scrounge up some paper, and lit a fire, and sat in front of it the rest of the night, as snow was falling down.
In the morning, my dad was the first one up, and when he came down he saw me outside with a fire going. he came out and said, "arnt't you grounded? You shouldn't be out here." All I said was that whatever happened it was worth it. Dad just looked at me and said, "well get in the house before your mother wakes up." That was it. Dad andI bonded a bit that morning, I realized that he was like me when he was younger, and he understood what I was going through. It brought us a little closser together. I had forgotten that over the years.
posted by The Cube at 8:01 PM
1 Comments:
What a nice story. I was feeling a little down, but your writing helped me escape for a minute, thanks.
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