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
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.
In “The Years of My Birth” by Louise Erdrich it is critical to understand the symbolic meaning of the presence connected to white room and the main character Linda, who is also known as Tuffy. Being that Linda is the main character and the narrator in the story we learn that she retells the story fifty years later. Erdrich invest much effort in explaining the earlier years that links an indescribable phantom presence, which comes to Linda at other moments in her life. “ That presence would come to me again other moments in my life. Its return is partly what this story is
My worst birthday was this year. I went to a Twins game with my dad, stepmom, and sisters, Olivia (who is 15) and Natalie (who is 6.) The game wasn’t the bad part, I actually had a lot of fun. Well… that’s after this happened.
The morning sunshine seeped through the cracks between my shutters, lighting up my room. I could hear the clock ticking and the rays of sunlight bouncing off of my eyelids. I barely got any sleep last night because I was ecstatic that tomorrow was, my birthday! I jumped up out of bed, how could I have forgotten that it was my birthday? Suddenly all of my drowsiness turned it into excitement and I jumped up, throwing the red gradient quilt off of my bed. I slowly walked out of my room, making very little noise, checking to see if anyone else was awake. I peeked through the intricate staircase railings and tried to spot anyone downstairs, no one was in sight. I tiptoed down the cream coloured stairs, reached the bottom and got startled when my mom yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”, her voice bouncing off the walls of house. A grin so big spread across my face, I couldn’t believe I was turning four years old!
It was a beautiful morning on July 5th, 2015. Outside the birds were chirping and the sun was beaming through my window. I had just woken up as both of my parents came into my room, and told me to come downstairs for a surprise. In my mind, I thought something had arrived from Amazon and they decided to give it to me now as an early birthday present. After lying in bed for a little while on my phone, I decided to get up. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and went downstairs to see what this was all about. Right when I turned the corner into the kitchen, I saw a poster board that said “SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” on it. Next to the sign, there was a food bowl and a dog cage. I immediately knew that it had something to
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 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.
It was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning when I woke up on March 24, 2012, and most importantly it was my tenth birthday! I woke up to the waft of pancakes and freshly cooked bacon coming in from the kitchen. I got out of bed, and ran downstairs. I ran so fast that I tripped on the last step, landing on my ankle. But that did not matter because it was my birthday. I bounced in the kitchen flinging the door open. The first faces I saw were my mom, brother, grandma, and grandpa; mom was still in her nightgown from waking up so early to start breakfast for the special day.
Friday,October 13, my birthday. Thunder booming, lightning flashing as I came out of school. I was running as fast as a jet plane through puddles of water splashing on me, trying to get home. The rain was hitting the ground with a soothing sound and as I turned around the corner,, I slowed down. The trees were like a giant umbrella, protecting me from the rain. I was in thinking as I walked peacefully when a giant boom of thunder shook me from my thoughts. I looked up and realized I was home.
January 13, 2012 is the day when tears ran down my cheeks and feeling the wind rush against my drenched skin, hoping it would drown the sorrows along with the cruise. That day, I felt the pain stab through my heart as I stood on the island and wished they would come back to me. Looking all around and seeing joy, regret, and distraught looks on everyone. The coast guards grabbing me and directing all of us away. Glancing over my shoulder to look at the wreckage one last time, only to close them quickly after seeing the golden bracelet floating in the water again.
One normal day it was June 20, and for some reason I forgot that it was my birthday tomorrow. When I realized I actually wasn't all that excited because I had soccer tryouts on my birthday. Yes, I really do like soccer, but tryouts are not really that fun because it was a brand new league and I didn’t know which team I wanted to be on either. I got accepted to both teams but I guess I wouldn't be able to play for 2 teams, but I also wanted to be with the kids or some of them that I was with last year.
“Happy Birthday Mariam!” screamed my entire family as I blew out five candles on a delectable chocolate cake.
On Monday morning at 6:00am, I rose from a deep sleep ready to get the day started. Getting up I get dressed, eat breakfast, and head for the bus. At school everything is normal and calm, my friends keep asking me what I want for my birthday, which is Friday. I told them all I want is to stay home, sleep, and eat some candy. At the end of the day I get on the bus and head home. I got home around 4:00 pm, I got into the house headed upstairs to get comfortable and to use the bathroom. I went downstairs to get a snack and I see a letter on the counter, with my name on it. I take the letter with me upstairs with my snack. While eating my snack, I open up the letter and it states “ your sharp, aching death is upon you”. All I feel is an
I slowly open my eyes. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is darkness. The first thing I hear is silence. Where the heck am I? I look down and I see rusty cold chains are keeping me locked and there is a large gash on my right leg, with blood stains on my jeans. I have no idea where I am, why I’m locked up, and my leg is torn up. I look around the dark room trying to find any bit of light. I see the tiniest window in the corner of the room. I look closely at the window to try to figure out where I am. Than I hear a single voice, one that sends chills all across my body.
It was a bright Saturday afternoon and my birthday. I was scrambling around trying to make my house look somewhat presentable. Rrrrrinngg. As one the guest rang the doorbell, I quickly jumped up ready to receive them.