”I was sweating something fierce, although I was cold. I could feel my palms getting clammy and the perspiration running down my back. I get like that when I’m real scared.”
This is how
Ponyboy, the lead character in S E
Hinton’s classic coming-of-age novel, The
Outsiders, describes how he felt during an extremely frightening moment.
Can you write about a frightening moment?
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something you once experienced. Or it can be something someone you know
experienced.
Describe
what happened and how it felt. See if you can include the five senses (sight,
sound, smell, touch and taste) to give the reader a complete picture of the
experience.
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Once when I was waiting for the subway an old, fat man come up to me. He looked awful and I could feel the scent of whiskey. He spoke blurry and almost spitted out the words. “You wanna hug?” I quickly shook my head and started walking away from him. The thoughts rushed through my head. What a pervert! I should have kicked his balls. The adrenalin was flooding through my veins. My mouth was dry as the desert and my hands were shaking. When I turned my head I saw the man coming towards me again. I walked further away from him and he seemed to lose interest in me. I felt the adrenalin kick slowly disappearing.
ReplyDeleteMy heart was beating fast, and when I discovered the lack of oxygen, the fear grows bigger inside of me. Suddenly I felt something heavy landing on my legs, and then on my chest. I started to scream for help! I screamed louder and louder but there was too much noise around me and the mattress I laid under muffled the sound of my fear. I couldn’t see anything at all, and I cried out loud.
ReplyDeleteHave you ever tried screaming while someone is jumping on your chest? Have you ever hidden somewhere there the dust blows in your mouth every time you open it? Well, as you probably can guess, I have. I was three years old and my mother was about to pick me up from kindergarten. I really didn’t want to go home so I crawled in under the big mattress the other 30 kids were jumping on. I admit it, not the smartest idea, but come on, I was three years old! A week ago, all those feelings from that moment came to me at once. I remember how she desperately rolled over and over to avoid the jumping kids and then she saw a light. She crawled towards that light and she was free!
But I just can’t stop thinking of what would’ve happened if a kid landed on my head? What would have happened if I reached that light and discovered that I no longer was of this world? I’m not afraid of dead but when I think back on this memory I once again become that little girl under the mattress and my whole body starts to tremble.
This may sound silly, but I am really afraid of fish. I think it’s a phobia of some sort. I love to fish though and have been fishing a lot growing up. However, as soon as a catch one I have to ask my dad to take it off the hook. He thinks I’m a wimp but usually helps me anyway.
ReplyDeleteOne time when my family and I were at our summer house I decided to fish on my own. I usually don’t do this in case I get a fish, but I thought that there wasn’t a big risk of getting one so I took my fishing rod and went to the dock.
I sat there for a while, enjoying the sun and listening to the sea. Then suddenly my cork got pulled underwater and I started to panic. My hands were shaking as I fumbled to take the fish of the hook. If I take too long the fish is going to swallow the hook and it will be ever more difficult to take it out. I looked around to see if there was anyone near who can help me, but I was all alone. I half laughed and half cried as I tried to hold the fish still in my hand. I finally got the hook out and, as dumb as I am, decided to take the fish home since it was a pretty big fish. I killed the fish and began the walk home.
On the way home my hands were still shaking and smelling fishlike. The fish was dead but it still had nerve spasms and every time it moved I freaked out and threw it on the ground.
It took a while but when I finally got home I was so proud of myself for conquering one of my biggest fears.
I meant "as soon I catch one"
ReplyDeleteThere are different types of fear. There is the fear of the things we can not control, like people hurting you, and death. And then, there's the other type of fear. The fear that overwhelms your body, and make you want to cry. I'm talking about the fear when you accidently tell your frenchteacher that you hate her.
ReplyDeleteI assume that you're now thinking:"Wait, what does she mean by that? How can you "accidently" tell a person that you hate them?" Let me give you an answer to that. It's called a very annoying person, in this case named Alexander.
It was during a frenchlesson, when one of my life most frightening moments took place. I was in 7th grade, and wasn't in such a good place with my frenchteacher. So this lesson, I promised myself that I would try to listen and to not make my teacher more upset with me, and possibly even try to improve my grade.
It started off quite well. I sat there, listening like a good girl, and managed to not start a stupid fight with my teacher about my cellphone.(Yes, that had happened before.)Suddenly, Alexander, the person next to me, started to pick me in the side of my stomach. I tried to remain calm and hissed to him that he needed to stop, because I didn't want to draw any attention to me. Of course,this only made him want to disturbe me even more. I hissed again and he started to whisper:"Do you hate me now? Julia, do you hate me? Do you hate me? Hihihi.."
At the same time that Alexander whispered "Do you hate me?", over and over again, my teacher noticed that I wasn't paying attention and asked:"Julia, do you hear me?" So caught up in the moment, I answered without thinking: "Yes, I hate you."
As soon the words left my mouth, I realized what an awful mistake I had made. I felt how my tounge became dry, and my heart started to beat in a crazy rhytme. I despertly tried to come up with something that would save this horrible situation. It almost felt like the walls got closer to me and the only thing I could hear, was Alexanders laugh, in a place far, far away.
I was on my way home from a scout meeting in the middle of the winter and it was very dark outside. There is a short cut through a forest that I usually take, and so did I this time too. When I came closer to the forest I got a little bit scared because it was so dark. I couldn’t see anything. But I defied my fear and turned on the flashlight in my phone. Not that I could see where to put my feet, but to light up the forest around me so that I knew that I was alone and that no one was following me. I took a deep breath and put a foot on the path. When I was halfway through I suddenly got a feeling that somebody was observing me so I swept with the flashlight around me and nearly got a shock. My heart skipped a beat and I stopped immediately. Three meters in front of me stood a deer and stared at me. Maybe it doesn’t sound scary at all, but when you’re alone in a dark forest everything that moves is scary. Even when it isn’t dark I think it’s scary when I look up and see a deer stare at me. Their eyes are so dark and intense. I started walking again, slowly, because I knew that the deer would run away when I came closer, and so it did. I made it through the rest of the forest without meeting any more deer, thankfully.
ReplyDeleteMy moment of fear got to be when I passed out for a moment after accidently smashing my head into my oponnent in a league game against Djurgården with my football team. My team was defending a freekick from a couple of metres out the box, our oponent crossed the ball into ”my area” and I went up to head it away but their striker also went up to head the ball, so we basicly headed into each other.
ReplyDeleteEverything just went dark and I can’t remember falling to the ground, what I do remember though was waking up lying on the ground with all these people around me, a salty taste of sweat in my mouth and a massive headache. I felt quite groggy and didn’t realize what had happened. I got really frightened thinking about what had happened. Why where I lying on the ground? Why did I have this pounding pain in my head? After a couple of minutes i didn’t feel as groggy as I had felt before, and i realized what had happened. I went out to the bench and got some water and tried to clear my head. I knew that I had to get out on the pitch again and play because we don’t have that many centre backs in our team and I was the captain who was supposed to guide not only our defence but also the whole team. Eventually got back on the pitch and played the rest of the game. Fortunatly I only got a huge swelling on my forehead and a quite big bruise.
Estelle G
ReplyDeleteI think it was about ten years ago. Back then we lived in an apartment with a laundry room in the basement. So one day me and my mom went down there to take our clean clothes that had dried there over the night. My mom was collecting the last things so I went in advance to the elevator, walked in and the door closed. I waited for a couple of minutes. I saw my mother comming through the small window on the door. Then suddenly the elevator began to go up. My heart raised. The tears ran down my cheks like rivers. I tried to push the door but it was locked. I screamed after my mother. I wanted to my mothers comforting arms around me. I started to scream hystericly and crying because I was going to be locked up there forever. All i could think about was that I will never ever see my parents again. The elevator suddenly stopped and the door opened. I dried my eyes and locked att the man who was standig there with a suprised look on his face. Behind him stood my mother exhausted of running up all of the stairs. I ran into her arms and she hugged me hard. I felt safe. I realized how dramatic I were and smiled to myself.
This happened a bit over a year ago, in dance class. I never wear shorts to practice, because my floorwork is really bad with the floor sticking to my skin and slowing me up. This day I was in a hurry and decided to wear shorts anyway.
ReplyDeleteWe were working on this technical combination. We jumped, landed in a split and then got up. I was tired, hungry and I wanted to go home and sleep. Therefore, I wasn’t really making an effort with the dancing. It was easy, and to be honest I already was the star of the group. I didn’t have to impress anyone. I did the jump, and landed in a split. Just when I pulled back my legs, I felt my sweaty calf sticking to the floor. My calf stayed, and my knee continued to move in the direction I pulled it. I screamed and rolled over when I felt my knee dislocate, and I can tell you I’m shivering pretty bad when I’m writing this. It was the worst sort of pain I’ve ever felt in my life. I just lay there, crying on the floor, and the only thing going through my mind was “what if I’ll never be able to dance again”.
My knee was pretty swollen, but everybody said that I had to keep moving it. I woke up in the middle of the night by the pain, and had to get up and take a walk around the house. After three days, I got to see a doctor. He said that I was lucky, and that I probably pulled it back myself in shock right after it happened. After a month I was back at the dance studio, and I will never wear shorts to practice ever again.
About a year ago me and my friends thought it was fun to fainted on purpose. When you woke up again it felt as though you had speplt for an entire night. So when you regained consciousness and everyone was laughing at you it took a couple of seconds to figure out what had happend.
ReplyDeleteThen one time when i had passed out my friends turned off the lights and put a cardboard box over my upper body and a blanked over that. When i woke up I couldn't see a thing so I tried to stand up but I hit my forehead on something. I thought that I had been burried alive so I panicked and started to shake my body like a wild animal. Then I remembered that I had fainted and calmed myself down.
Afterwards i think it was quite funny but when I was in the box and thought that someone had dragged me out of my bed and burried me alive I was terrified.
*faint
Delete*slept
This happened maybe 2-3 years ago. Me and my family were at a big outside pool in the middle of the summer. It was a very hot and sunny day, so me and my sister felt for icecream. We went and stood in the queue, which was very long.
ReplyDeleteWe waited and waited until we were first in queue. I told my sister "I feel weird", as my sight started to go blurry. When my sister started to order the icecream, my sight went extremely blurry and I started to walk very wobbly in another direction. My sister didn't notice as she ordered. I remember a man catching me as I was walking and put my under a tree.
I woke up, maybe one minute later or so, and I didn't understand what had happened and was very shocked. My sister had went and fetched my dad, and I saw them coming running towards me. I was still in shock but I was fine just 10 minutes later.
I obviously hadn't drank much that day, but I did learn a lesson. Drink alot of water on hot and sunny days!