Personal Essay: I Try To Find Crickets, But I Fail Horribly
by Olivia Glover It was a cloudy, gloomy day. I had come to the park to the park to pass the time, and after a while, I heard crickets. Those little bugs have avoided me for days, and today was the day I would get one of those little suckers. They apparently like to tease me when I don’t find one, so I was determined. So, I took a detour and made my way to a nearby hill.