To Picture in WordsTo Picture in Words
Opening my eyes, I can’t see anything. I try one more time thrusting my eyelids open, thinking that maybe I just imagined opening them the first time. Nothing. I need to assess the damage. I am Kristina Ivanov, a sixteen year old from Sioux Falls. How did I get here? Hiking. Right? I recall hiking with my friends. Slowly I move my arms and legs, feeling a hard, flat surface underneath me. Feeling my face, my hand encounters a small cut just above my right eyebrow that seems to be bleeding slightly. I start frantically calling my friends names:
“Britney! Noah! Can you hear me? Are you there?”
After calling several more times I give up. I reach around me searching for the flashlight that I knew I’d have brought with me into such a dark place. Uneven, rocky ground spans the reachable surface around me. No flashlight to be found.
Panic set in. Seeing is impossible in this grimy cave. The only light source I remember passing was a minute crack in
Me in WritingMarissa (Ry) Schwartz
As you already know, my name is Marissa Schwartz; however, I prefer the name Ry. I’m 17 years old and am a senior in high school. I moved to Wooster on August 15th with my twin sister Kayla. My dad and mom arrived last Wednesday and Thursday. I also have relatives in Lorain including my grandma Kaaren, aunt, uncle, and two cousins. Painting and graphic design are two of my favorite things to do in my free time. I am talented at what I do when it comes to the arts (or at least I’m told I am). My favorite place is Cedar Point in Sandusky. My grandma Kaaren one of my favorite people. I greatly look up to one of my old school friends, Jenice, who took her time and learned and structured her art around her central theme. I plan to go on to college for my BFA in Graphic Design and Painting. My school choices have been narrowed down to Bowling Green State University, Cleveland Institute of Art, and Minnesota State University Moorhead.
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