I had to write a story for English class about an experience that I had that was really scary. I decided to write this story.
March 27, 2008
I opened my eyes and was instantly blinded by bright sunshine. I wondered why my alarm clock didn’t go on, I looked at the time and it was 8 am. I am two hours late for school? I wondered, but then I realized it was Friday and I am at my grandparent’s house for this holiday. I was thrilled; I jumped off the bed and ran straight to the window. I looked out side at the sun shinning down on the Nile. This is my favorite window. I used to sit here for hours looking at the beautiful water. It took me a few minutes to remember, that I was supposed to go to the fields with my cousins.
I have lots of cousins, and they all live in different parts of Egypt and some of them live in Europe, India, and two went to China for a while. But today was a holiday we were all here at my grandparent’s house. I quickly took a shower and got dressed. I ran all the way to the flower garden. I went past the corn fields, and then there it was. A huge flower garden; It had so many different flowers, they all looked so beautiful. We always came here to play.
We helped my grandfather’s farmers plant some of the flowers and we even ate dinner out there. We stayed there all day long, until dawn. The farmers left, and I was there alone with my brother and three cousins. I was the oldest, and as they believed the smartest. I pretended like I know what I was doing, and they trusted me, because they thought I know everything. I was only seven years old. We were never allowed to stay out in the fields after dawn, because it gets very dark and dangerous, but I wanted to see what the flowers would look like at night. I told my little group that we should stay for a while. They agreed and we started playing tag.
I was about to tag my brother when I heard the sound. It was far away at first, I looked around me, but I didn’t see anything. I was terrified. I heard it again, this time it was closer. I looked around and my brother and my cousins were all staring past me and they all had the same terrified look on their faces, I looked at the direction of their stares, and froze. There it was walking around. I didn’t know what to do, but then I realized that he couldn’t see us.
“What is it?” my brother asked.
“A dog” My cousin answered.
“Oh maybe he wants to play with us” my cousin said.
“No, let’s hide this is not a dog. It is a wolf.” I went down on my knees and they did the same, we tried crawling through the flowers. I was scared and it was getting dark, the wolf was dangerously close.
The hairs on my back stood straight up, my heart was beating fast, and as I tried to think of what would happen if the wolf saw us, my head spun. I heard many stories about wolves before, and I didn’t think much of them at first, but there it was a wolf. My brother screamed because my cousin accidentally stepped on his foot. I looked up at the wolf and his golden eyes were staring straight into mine. I shuddered and froze; my brother and my cousins froze too. I thought about running, but I knew I couldn’t run fast enough to beat the wolf, and I can’t leave my brother or my cousins.
The wolf walked slowly toward us. I waited. I hoped that he wouldn’t hurt my brother or my cousins, maybe if he ate me that would be enough for him. I hoped that he wasn’t hungry. I knew it was only few seconds before I died. It was a strange feeling. I never thought I would die so soon. I thought about my family and how sad they would be. I didn’t want them to be sad. I was scared when he started walking toward my brother. But I decided I won’t let him harm my brother or my cousins. The wolf was about to jump on top of my brother, but I ran and stood between my brother and the wolf. The wolf jumped on top of me and opened his mouth. I closed my eyes and waited for him to eat me. But then I heard the wolf howl. I looked up and there was my grandfather and my uncles. I felt ecstatic, I am not going to die, and no one else will.