Descriptive Essay About My Birthday

The sky was always blue holding sunshine rays in her world. Her name was Rosaline Deponte, my great-grandma. The continuous smile that she showed on her face reminded us how precious life is and to not take things for granted. Cold wood floors that could easily freeze toes, single-walled construction, shut rows of jalousie windows, and the smell of warm sweet bread on the counter 24/7, that was Rosaline’s house.

“Well….” I replied, unsure what to say. I gave her the look that said ‘I know what you're doing.’

My birthday. Not a special occasion once a year. Rather, something occurring the day following Christmas, a much more celebrated day in almost everyone’s opinion. Certainly more likely to attract a crowd. Mother – sharing Father’s enthusiastic support – claimed my birth should have been on Christmas but the Doctor dispensed an anesthetic delaying her - and me. Both swore he went home for his family celebration. Perhaps he did.

The day after my 9th birthday was unforgettable. It was horrifying. It all started on the day of my birthday. I was rushing out of the doorway tripping over my own feet just to get in the car. It was July 19th 2015 and we were headed to Great wolf lodge to celebrate my birthday. My mom told me I could bring three friends. I new I wanted to bring my friends Ashley and Jenna. They were about the same age as me. I also picked a friend from school and her name was Madison.

I remember it like it was yesterday, I had just turned twelve and my parents had decided to take me to California for a month to celebrate my upcoming birthday. We lived in a small town in Alaska so it wasn't every day we got to go somewhere else in the world. I was so excited as I ran to my igloo and started to pack. About two minutes later my mom knocked on the door and said, "Abby? Can I come in?"

I woke suddenly to the loud ringing of my alarm clock. I threw the covers off my body and slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes. A quick shock hit my body. I remembered that today is October 17; My birthday.

I have always knew that this world hid secrets that most people did not know about, so I decided to do some research and decided to do something that is close to me. My birthday I know I was born on that day but I really did not know much of what has happened before my birth and during my lifespan. I bet some of the people reading this is like why I've learn that even out twenty dollar bill hides a secret. But back to my birthday's history I'll talk about stuff that has happened. The Price of gold in 2001 was $264.10 per ounce on my birthday.Gas was $1.54 in 2001 good price compared to today's price. Loaf of bread was $0.98.Tarot personality card is the lover which means I’m looking for a true love companion.My Fixed and birth Element is Fire and Metal which are my two favorite things.My birth month animal is a Tiger which is the tired part trine.The tiger means im looking for a true lover. When i put my birthday on this website it says something about the devil and that might explain why I like fire. The moon was in a waxing crescent moon the website went to nasa to find this part of the information.My zodiac sign is pisces which is two fish swimming around each other. My chinese year animal is a snake for 2001,The snake means i'm a hard worker. The metal means i’m controlling,ambitious,forceful and set my own way .The worlds population when i was born was 6,218,898,333 people.The number 1 pop song was stutter by Joe I never even heard of this song before this research I

It was Saturday, April 27, 2016, and I had just woken up from a long, hard sleep. It was about 9:30 AM, and my arm was still aching from getting my annual shots the day before. Every year, I dread going to the doctor's office to get these shots. They make my body feel significantly weak, and they always make me sick to my stomach. It was the weekend of my birthday, so I was planning on having my friend, Melanie, over to have dinner with us and to spend the night. I usually have a big party to invite all of my friends to, but I just wasn’t feeling well enough. My mom said that it was fine for her to stay with us, and at that point, I knew my weekend was going to be great.

It had been 2 years since the day my bestfriend gave birth to my godchild and it felt surreal that I was on my way to Miracles birthday party. So much has changed over the last couple years it blew my mind when i thought about it. 4 months after miracle was born kevin was shot and killed in one of his trap houses that had devestaded everyone especially Major, he looked up to kevin and when kevin died he became a new person. we began seeing him less and less and then he dissappeared. I always asked around on the low if anybody had seen or heard from him but nobody had, not even his close friends. I prayed he would just come home. I even had some big changes that happened in my life i graduated from highschool and got a better job as a receptionist at the hospital Dreka was once admitted too. They saw me there so much they offered me a job. My mom even got married and moved to TX that hurt me because she never once asked if i wanted to go or asked if I planned to go. so when she left I moved into a small apartment bought a car, and even started dating this guy from my old block named Quain. I had met him while I moved the little belongings i had out of my moms apartment. He had offered to take my boxes to my car and I let him since the elevator to our apartment building was out and I was tired of walking to the fifth floor. We has exchanged numbers and hung out a couple times before we decided to make it official. He was diffrent from any guy from my old hood that sold drugs

It was a beautiful day, everything was still and quiet. It was perfect. Unfortunately, perfect never last very long. Suddenly the alarm on my watch started to make a horrible, loud beeping sound. That meant Kayla would be here any second. But what if she wasn’t there that one day, the day of my birthday. I continued to ask myself if that horrifying day would have turned out different.

It is April 4th. It is my 21 birthday.21 years ago I was born and got named Thea. My mom Emily, dad James, sister Maddison, and brother Liam are coming over to celebrate my birthday. There are a few things I must do before they come.

3,2, 1, The days passed, and it was getting more closer to my birthday, Dad and Mom were acting so suspicious, they were talking as soon as they saw me they would stay quiet it seemed they had an elaborate a plan, they were so coordinated.I was down in the dumps thinking I wasn't having a 14th birthday party “Ehh it was not a big deal’’. Since in the past years, I would always have big and pretty funny parties, and I also thought my XV is coming they are probably saving money. One day I heard my uncle Victor saying “Are you guys making a party for Naylin?’’, Mom answer ‘’no probably just a carne asada and a cake’’, It was one day before my birthday, and my mom stated to ‘’my brother Armando let's go to H-E-B. I asked ‘’ can I go’’ and she responded ‘’no you stay with your dad’’ so I had to stay.

For most, the celebratory ‘birthday’ is a word reserved for only the most prestigious of occasions; One’s own coming-in to the world. An event so special only close family and friends would be welcome. To me, a birthday is little more than a chronically long twenty-four hours of unwanted attention, dramaticized even more so by an internal pressure to seem happy the whole while. To select a single detail of one’s life which could be so egregious as to effect them so deeply in this manner is not easy; Indeed, even I see my own behavior to be more of a culmination of events, rather than a single instance of contention. However, if I were to elect that critical point in my personal timeline, I would choose my ninth birthday; The day I realized

What is that one day we wait for all year? Well of course, our birthday. We all wait for that special day that is our birthday. Our birthday is that one special day that lets us know we are getting older. We get older each year we reach our birthday, but have we wondered what happened the day of our birth? I have also wondered what happened on November 30,2000.

We all feel a little bored to be honest on every birthday – it’s the same old same old, year after year. Can we do something special and different?