Well, my first time with my sister could be many things. For example, the first time we went on a trip together. We went to the beach. It was so much fun. We built sandcastles, collected seashells, and chased the waves. That day was filled with laughter and joy, and it really strengthened our bond as siblings.
The first time I participated in a public speaking event was nerve - wracking. I had prepared my speech for weeks. When I got on stage, I could see all those eyes on me. But as I started speaking, I got into the flow. I managed to convey my ideas clearly, and the applause at the end made me feel really proud of myself.
Once, my family decided to have a backyard camping trip. We set up the tent all wrong. It was lopsided and looked like it was about to collapse any minute. But instead of getting frustrated, we all just started laughing hysterically. We ended up sitting outside the tent, roasting marshmallows and telling silly ghost stories. It was a really fun and carefree time that I'll always remember.
My first time with my cousin was at a family event. There was a big dinner and after that, all the kids were playing games. My cousin and I teamed up for a relay race. We were running as fast as we could, passing the baton smoothly. Even though we didn't win, we had a blast. After that, we sat down and talked about our favorite cartoons. It was a really nice time spent with my cousin, full of laughter and friendly competition.
It was amazing. I remember the fresh snow and the cold wind on my face. I started with some basic lessons on the bunny slope, learning how to balance and stop. The feeling of gliding down the slope was both exciting and a bit scary at first.
I had a terrifying experience on a boat. There was a sudden storm that came out of nowhere. The waves were huge and the boat was being tossed around like a toy. I thought we were going to capsize at any moment. Water was crashing over the sides and we were all holding on for dear life. Fortunately, the storm passed after what felt like an eternity.
I once heard a hotel scary story. A friend of mine checked into an old hotel. At night, he heard strange scratching noises on the door. When he looked through the peephole, he saw a shadowy figure but when he opened the door, there was nothing there. It really freaked him out and he couldn't sleep the whole night.
One night, I was walking alone in a dark alley. Suddenly, I heard a strange scratching sound behind me. I turned around quickly but saw nothing. My heart started pounding. As I walked faster, the sound grew louder. I ran towards the end of the alley and when I finally got out, I saw a cat with a twig in its paw, making that scratching sound. It was just a cat, but it scared me half to death at that moment.
Once, I saw an old wheelchair in an abandoned house. It was creaking on its own as if someone was sitting in it. I got so scared and ran away immediately.