Alone with the City and Beyond

Alone with the City and Beyond

1. Temperature was very high. There was a lot of sweat; people were by my side all like sticked to my body, I couldn’t even move. I was about to fall. My floor was moving while my walls did too. Gangster music sounded high as hell. People was shouting instead of talking. Taking Diablo Rojos is the worst thing when going to Panama city and being alone. You can feel inside if you are going to die. Heat stresses you; people make you feel fear. Drivers usially make you feel scared because you think they are about to crash any second that goes on. This happened to me few years ago because I didn’t obey my mom. Worst is that I was alone towards the city alone.

2. I’ve been alone hundreds of times, but I’ve never bieng in the city, in Panama. It was about 10:20 a.m. when I woke up. I inmediatly recognized that I was alone in the house. My uncle, my aunt, my sisters, and my mom were gone. They were supposed to go to albrook mall for shopping. I called my mom, stressed up, I asked where they were. She told me that they were going to albrook as they planned. Fear and worry came to me because of my lonliness, I’ve never been so alone in the city. Later, I thought about going to Albrook by myself. In spite od the distance, because Iwas in Arraijan, it was very easy to go there. An hour later, I was ready to go. Then, my mom called me and told me to please stay home and wait for them to come back. I didn’t obey her because I was alone, telling her that I was ready to take the bus to go there. Instead of being worried, she agreed to what I’ve dicided. Actually, she didn’t believe that i have the courage to that a Diablo Rojo.

3. Strees stared feeling my head. I was just about to collapse. Inside the Diablo Rojo it was like another world. Temperature was higher than outside because of the amount of people. They were all sweating by my sides and that was disgusting. While this, I couldn’t move because everything was moving and if I did so I could have fallen down. Over...

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