Going To Jim and Elsie's House
When I was a little girl, the place where I most wanted to be was with Jim and Elsie, our next door neighbors. They lived on the farm next to ours. Whenever Jim and Elsie would come by to visit, they would always say that I could stay with them whenever I wanted. Yet, my mother would refuse to take me, so I had to figure out how to get to Jim and Elsie's house on my own. One day when my mother wasn't paying attention, I sneaked out of the house, crawled under the barbed wire fence and ran through Jim and Elsie's pasture. I had almost made it to their house, but, then, the cows started chasing me. Believe me, it's always scary to get chased by cows, but especially when you're a little four-year old girl. Luckily, Jim heard me hollering. He jumped down from his tractor and scooped me up in his safe arms and carried me to his house. Elsie ran out and hugged me, and, then, she brought me in for some ice cream. I did get a lecture from Jim saying to not try that again.