When I was twelve years old my family decided to visit Disney Land in the summer vacation. I was very happy that I would travel to a place I heard a lot about. The idea was like an adventure to me but what makes it a real adventure that I was lost from my parents in the crowded streets of Disney. In the fourth day of our trip we visited the Epcot Center. There after …showed first 75 words of 411 total…

…showed last 75 words of 411 total…I went to the old Indian camp and I heard some one calling my name I shouted "I'm here" and I went to my mom and told her how I was lost. Now whenever Disney Land is mentioned a very tiny little fear bumps my heart to make me wish not to feel it again. To be lost might not be a big deal now but to be frightened that is the most fearful feeling.