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On a middle school trip, sometimes your journey is limited. You wake up one day and you are sick, nauseous, and weak. My philosophy is never skipping a day; I want to take in every moment of the trip not sit in a car all day watching everyone enjoy the sun and the breeze. You feel trapped; it’s not a good feeling. The sag is the opposite of “Carpe Diem”; you can’t seize the day inside a car.
Warm potatoes and eggs fell into my plate. The morning dew wet my socks while my head aced just trying to find the right table to sit at. Everyone was screaming my head was spinning, I felt confused, I felt a pain shoot out my stomach. It was not a good day!
Speeding down the hill pretending I could feel the breeze of fresh air, when I could only feel the sticky air conditioning hit my face. I got sagged my “enthusiastic mood” got me nowhere. Every one was sweating, face red, and me sitting there watching people loving life slowly roll by. Resentment swiped through my mind. Everyone was coughing and I held my stomach forcefully hoping the pain would go away, but it didn’t.
The sun stated to set and my stomach had gone from bad to worse. I lay in my tent ready to die. The only thing that really got me going where my great friends helping me. So I made it to the campfire, a relief. The only thing I could think of was getting to bed and maybe a little too much because after thirty minutes I was completely asleep, not the best day but it could have been worse. I suppose I could of made something of it but I chose not to.
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