Morgan+M's+Snap+Shot+Memory

My snap shot memory of when I got lost in a over sized corn maze in Loveland... I was reading Judy Blume in front of my fireplace when my dad called to me and said," Hey pumpkin! We finally get to go to that corn maze!!!". It was the beginning of fall, close to Halloween. I was eight years old, and we were going to a huge corn maze, what I didn't know is that I would be feeling fear-and lots of it very soon. As we walked toward the corn maze, the leaves making the *crunch* *crunch* under our feet, we finally arrived at the huge line to pay for tickets for the corn maze. We waited in line for a while and when we finally get our tickets I am bouncing around like a pogo stick that just drank two whole cans of Monster Energy Drink!!! Amazment struck my eyes as I saw the eight different paths for the huge maze! In my honor, I believe we chose the 8th path.The first few turns I was with my father and older brother, then a couple turns later nobody. Nothing. I was alone. My only friend was the corn. The corn everywhere. The smell of the hay and dried out corn rose to my nose, along with some other pollen which made me cough and sneeze. The soft whistle of the corn swaying back in the wind comforted me for a second, but then I was back to real life. I yelled and yelled for my family, telling them to come out of their hiding place. Only, I knew better. I knew I was lost in this corn maze, alone for the first time without anybody. Of course I was scared. Of course I was terrified! But that didn't stop me from yelling and running on to try to find my family. Which was the wrong thing to do.... Pretty soon, I was weeping.The tears rolled down my face and I could taste the salty taste of them on my dry tongue. I called and called with my high, but tiny voice. Nobody answered me. I had no clue what to do, so I kept running and yelling. The only thing I could see was all the high corn. And nobody could see me. You couldn't imagine the worry and fear inside my heart that I felt for the longest time, even after this incident. But luck finally came to me.I soon realized that the path was getting more wider and soon I came to a big post with a map on it. Instead of taking a map, I used my climbing skills to climb the post and shout from up there. This worked. They saw me from there and made their way over to me. Many big hugs and kisses later, my dad was getting a lecture from my mother. Of course right? I look back on this day and think, even when you take a wrong turn in life, keep going and you will always find a path out and follow it through until the end. And sometimes, its just best to follow your gut instinct. Which is what I did. This day still gives me the creeps when I remember the horrible time when I got lost in my very first real corn maze!