18, 21, and 27 =)
18: Most traumatic experience: Mmmm I’m not sure? We were in a very scary three-car wreck when I was about 8 or 9 which was pretty bad. But actually...I got lost in Tokyo Disneyland when I was 15, and that was awful. I was with my sister, and we were supposed to meet our family at a certain time but they didn’t show up? and I thought I’d remembered the time or place wrong, I found out just a year ago that it was because my parents were in line for something with my younger siblings and DECIDED not to get out of line to make the rendezvous because ‘they’ll figure out to meet us at the gate when it’s time to leave’. What ACTUALLY happened was that I got increasingly scared and panicky and also we didn’t have any money to get dinner, so we were starving. And eventually I left my sister at the gate in case they came and I went to the rendezvous point to see if they were there, didn’t find them, got back to the gate and my sister was GONE. Because my parents had arrived, found her there, and decided that she would go with my mom to the bus while my dad went to find me, except my dad missed me in the huge crowd (I also remember it being SUPER dark? like there were not enough streetlamps). So I eventually went out the gate myself and into the parking lot, crying and praying, and found the bus, and my mom called my dad (there were only two cell phones, so I hadn’t had one), and he came back and NO ONE spoke to me, and I sat on the bus crying because I had been so scared and I was so upset and everyone was mad at me--except actually they weren’t mad at me, I found out later that my parents were super embarrassed because the bus had waited for me/my dad. It was a huge deal that the bus wasn’t supposed to wait for people, if you missed the departure time that was it, but the bus driver waited for my dad because he was an officer, and my parents were embarrassed about it. And in retrospect they should be embarrassed because they made two VERY bad decisions and brought it on themselves, but also I desperately needed comforting and didn’t even get a hug from anybody and it was terrible and cried the entire drive back to the base. 21: What I love most about myself: I love the way that I will get an idea and just mess with it and build it up and make it into a thing. That feeling is really special. I love feeling that part of my brain light up. 27: A description of the girl/boy I like: In a word--fictional.
