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 …
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…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.