There are moments in life when everything feels normal — until it doesn’t. One second you’re laughing with friends,

walking down a quiet street, or enjoying a peaceful night… and the next, your instincts are screaming run.

I went for a run and saw an old woman sitting alone in the park, asking for my help.

Something felt off, and I had this gut feeling to get away, fast

. So I made up an excuse and walked off. When I got home, I heard on the news that police were looking for

an older woman matching her description.

We had just set up camp when suddenly people from higher up came running down in a panic.

A forest fire was rapidly descending toward us. The counselors threw what they could into the vans, gathered about fifteen kids, and got us out in time.

I was 20 feet deep in a slit trench with my buddy repairing drainage when I noticed the soil shifting.

The banksman, an unqualified 16-year-old, kept wandering off. I told my buddy to get out immediately.

We had barely emerged when the trench collapsed, tons of soil crashing down where we’d just been.