When I was 11 years old, that I still in elementary school there was something happened to me. I still remember I was in fourth grade. It happened the day before the school field trip. I will never forget that day; the day that was the first time I got robbed by someone.
Today I am twenty years old; I still remember clearly what happened because my memory just won't forget. Field trip was the happiest thing on elementary school life. No other things better than go to field trip in elementary school. It will make me so excited and even cannot go to sleep on the night before the field trip, but something bad happened. On fourth grade, I had been waiting for the field trip day to come for a long time. And the trip is finally come. So I decided to buy some snacks and soda on the night before.
I remember I putted forty dollars in my pocket. After dinner, I went to some stores that few blocks away my house and bought some snacks. When I head back to home and walking on a dark street. I knew someone was coming from my back and suddenly I felt there was something very sharp pointed on my back. Then I heard someone said: "give me all the money." By this very short and clear sentence I shocked and scared. He was stand at my back and I can't see his face and I think he is holding a sharp knife. In my mind, I was thinking maybe I could run. But I scare he will keep chasing me and stab me. And I don't want to get hurt because I want to go field trip tomorrow. So, I decided to give him my money under no choice, as long as he let me go. After he got my money about $30 dollars then he ran away. Then I run as fast as possible back to home. After came back home I felt safe and relieved. I told what happened to my mom and she told me just give out the money, as long as don't get hurt.
After this happened, I felt totally depress. I lost the entire mood and excited of the field trip. I thought I was a looser because I gave all the money to the robber. It ruined my field trip; I can't enjoy my field trip next day. My mind only keeps flashing up the scene of last night. But at least I learned something from this happen. I will not go out by myself at night.
This is my sad experience while I was in elementary school. Although that was not a good experience I can still learn something from it. I should look at my experiences at different points of view. There are still a lot of experiences waiting for me in my life. No matter good or bad I think every experience will help me to get grow up from the real life.