That time I was a missing person.
In the spirit of throwback Thursday, I decided to throw it all the way back to when I was in the fifth grade nine long years ago. To set the scene it was a beautiful morning in Hawaii (my family’s first morning there!) but it quickly went askew and will long be remembered as: That time I was a missing person. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Like I said, I was in the fifth grade which made me ten (and a half!) and my family took a trip to Hawaii. It was through my dad’s work so we had… View Post