When I was 5 years old I had an interesting experience. It was when I went to my grandparents' house to play, because I was careless, so I got lost. I didn't know at first that I was lacjd. I kept walking straight until my legs got tired and I couldn't walk anymore. That's when I knew I was lost. At first I was very scared, I cried a lot and called my parents. Everyone passing by looked at me. Now I was thinking of kidnappers. Because I was afraid of being found lost, I immediately stopped crying. Although it was very scary and it was a dangerous choice because I might get lost again, I still decided to go against the original direction. I stood at a convenience store and waited for my parents to come find me. and luckily for me, the convenience store owner saw me standing there for a long time, afraid i was hungry, so he gave me a cake. Finally in the evening my parents found me. It's scary to get lost, but I've grown a lot since then. I am also confident in handling unexpected situations better.