A Trip To Ohio

This is the same story from a pessimist’s view and a optimist’s view. Which is the true story about me–the pessimist or the optimist?

-The Pessimist’s View-

On December 15, 2016, my family of seven got into our van and drove from our house in northeast Alabama. We were going to my aunt’s wedding in Cleveland, Ohio. I was indeed nervous, for I had never been to Cleveland. The sun was up by the time we got to Kentucky, but we did not see anything interesting. In Kentucky bits of snow dotted the hills, with a hazy dark sky above. I was not interested in any of the things I had planned to do in the van, so I looked outside. The hills led to valleys and we entered Ohio–Cincinnati, Ohio. We took Interstate 71 all the way to Cleveland. As the sun was setting, we arrived at our big hotel. An air of silence filled the hotel, an air that reminded me that I was not at my home. We settled into our rooms and went to sleep.

The next day was pretty boring. We children were tired of the endless mounds of snow. During the day we went outside in the snow and inside at the pool, and in the evening we helped my aunt prepare for the wedding. It was nice to see family.

The next day was December 17, the day of the wedding. We were all kind of excited as we got up, ate a little food, and drove to the church. One by one our friends and family arrived also. The wedding was okay. After the reception, we went to another aunt’s house for a long night of visiting. When it was all over, we went back to the hotel. The next day we drove home.

I had been in Cleveland for three days, and I saw a glimpse of city life with lots of buildings, stores, streets, and traffic. I realized then just how much I liked living in my suburban Alabama home. I had some fun and made some memories in the city with family, snow, and the big hotel, but I was glad to be home.

-The Optimist’s View-

On December 15, 2016, my family of seven got into our van and drove from our house in northeast Alabama. I was very excited. We were going to my aunt’s wedding in Cleveland, Ohio. I was indeed a little nervous, for I had never been to Cleveland. The sun was up by the time we got to Kentucky, and what we saw was beautiful. In Alabama we do not see much snow, but in Kentucky bits of snow dotted the hills, with a hazy gray sky above. I was too fascinated with the scene outside to do any of the things I had planned to do in the van. The hills led to valleys and we entered Ohio–Cincinnati, Ohio. We took Interstate 71 all the way to Cleveland. As the sun was setting, we arrived at our hotel–one of the fanciest hotels we had ever visited! An air of silence filled the hotel, an air that reminded me that I was not at my home. We settled into our rooms and went to sleep.

The next day was very peaceful. We children were completely enthralled by the beautiful mounds of snow. During the day we played outside in the snow and inside at the pool, and in the evening we helped my aunt prepare for the wedding. It was lovely to see family, so lovely!

The next day was December 17, the day of the wedding! We were all so excited as we got up, ate some food, and drove to the church. One by one our friends and family arrived also. The wedding was beautiful, definitely worth the trip. Our aunt got married! After the reception, we went to another aunt’s house for a fun-filled night. When it was all over, we went back to the hotel. The next day we drove home.

I had been in Cleveland for three days, and I saw a glimpse of city life with lots of buildings, stores, streets, and traffic. I realized then just how much I liked living in my suburban Alabama home, and how thankful I was for it. I had a lot of fun and made a lot of memories in the city with family, snow, and the fancy hotel, but there is no place like home.

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Which do you think is the true story? Which do you want to be, the pessimist or the optimist? Which are you? I shall tell you now that the optimist is the true story of our trip to Ohio. I sometimes fail to be an optimist, like I was in this story, but I try my best, and I hope you do too. Life is always more fun with optimism.

-Faith

Faith Williams
I am a fourteen-year-old girl who loves to write, especially fiction. I write many stories and poems. I usually have a moral or lesson behind my writings, for I hope these stories and poems, which Yehovah (God) helped me to write, will glorify Him as I share them on this blog. Welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy your stay!

6 Comments

  1. I tend to call myself a realist. I am not negative all the time, but I certainly don’t ONLY see the good in people or situations. 🙂

    Keep writing, Faith!

    XOXO

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