I Am A Kid Party

My phone vibrated on the table one day. It was from my sister’s then husband calling me, as nervous as I was I picked up the phone with sweaty hands. He broke the news to me in a panicked voice that my drug addicted sister was in jail because she became too aggressive and tore up many of their belongings. My sister's husband informed me that Jobe was not safe and needed to get out of there fast. I was frantically getting ready for work when I sat down on the couch to think about what had just happened. I took many deep breaths and finally said, ¨Collect his belongings and take him to Robert’s, I'll pick him up when I get the chance¨. Thinking to myself, ¨What had just happened?¨ I was going to have to take my 11 year old nephew. I already had a little seven year old girl who was a bundle of energy. Thinking to myself, How could I be a single mother of two?

This is a short story of my life from a wee little one until now. I was born on a Monday October 18, 1982 to Ricky and Aletha Sprayberry. I have three sisters and two brothers. I had some good and bad in my childhood, teenage years, and as an adult. Like most I do not remember life a baby. The earliest I remember, well don’t really remember I just know of this day due to pictures, is July 4, 1985, I was two years old. We went to Lake Striker for a fourth of July celebration and they was having a beauty contest, I am not sure if it was for all ages and they had divided ages groups or if it was just a fun thing for the kids. My mom entered me in the contest and low and behold I placed first in the contest. I brought home a ribbon and a trophy. I made the front page the local news paper and my mom has kept up with that clipping all these years. I know have it and keep it safe and sound in my top dresser drawer. She even still had my blue bikini swim suit from then. She gave it to me at some time during my teenage years and I kept it in my memories chest up until my niece, the first of eight grandkids, was born and I let my sister borrow it. Well that was a mistake, I have not seen my memory swim

lukas k//After school I hung around with my friends until baseball practice at 4:30. until baseball practice. At baseball practice we practice and fielding and hitting.after baseball practice me and my friend Max walked back to his house, after baseball practice me and my friend Max Walked back to his house, because it's only five blocks away.we hung out and rode bike for a couple hours until my dad pick me up. When my dad picked me up, he informed me that I could babysit. my dad picked me up, he informed me that I could babysit. After thinking about it, I said “yes”. He brought me to McDonald's, then to Shanes. The person I babysit for. After babysitting until 330. I went home, took a shower and went to bed. The next morning I got up at

That’s my unspoken of que. I walk out of my room and he looks at me wide-eyed and whistles. I smile and walk down the steps to his side. We kiss and mom says “Picture time!” Dang it mom I said to not be awkward. We take a few pictures and we go to the limo. I hold his hand and he says how beautiful I am between each kiss we share and I tell him how handsome he

“Birthday Party” by Katherine Brush uses literary devices such as tone, point of view, diction, and sensory details to achieve her purpose.

I was able to be myself and I felt free. With a few bucks in my pockets, I felt I could buy the clothes I wanted and those skinny jeans I saw at urban outfitters. I came home one day galvanized only to find ambulances outside my aunt's house and my mom on the stretcher bed. My mom has been ill and had an infection that ate her leg. Days I would come home and it smelled like rotting flesh it was her. I spent months with her after her amputation. One of the kids who 've met, she and her mother allowed me to stay at their home, but I was no longer a teen and her daughter who liked me was underage, but they were in need as I was, they had little money and 4 mouths to feed and had just found an advantageous paying job so I figured I help them for helping me. 4 mouths turned into five and I quickly realized I was being played not by the daughter, but by the mother and quickly left them alone and used wisdom, for I cannot help others until I help myself and they were too broken. I saved my money and got an apartment on my own. I take care of my mother who is now disabled and I am taking on the challenges of adulthood. I ride a 2-hour bus to work and back every day. I get up 4 o'clock in the morning and don't make it home until 8pm at night. I feel accomplished an 18-year-old with his own apartment, taking care of his mother, and I might not have a car...yet but it's so close I can taste

I was laying in a wooden box in the child’s room, with drawings of animals all over the simple white walls. It smelled like it was made out of fresh wood just yesterday, even though it was probably years old. I remember that one time, I was inside the box with all my friends, when a little chubby child suddenly took me out, with who apparently was my “girlfriend.” The chubby child loved playing with me pretending for me to be a prince, talking to the “princess.”

That morning me and my sister go for a walk down one of our old childhood streets. We end up at a coffee shop and I sat down at a table while my sister ordered. While my sister was inside, a beautiful young woman sat down at my table and asked me how I was. The conversation carried on and my sister came out with the coffee. When my sister and I were done with our coffee I told the young lady that she was really pleasant and to have a good day. That night I was thinking if I would ever try to get married or even have any kids. I don’t think I would want to get into any relationship because I knew that the war could have done may things to trouble me and my state of thinking. The next day I went back to the coffee shop and I sat down at the same table. The next thing I know, I see the same girl from yesterday and she sits down at the table with me. At first I couldn’t tell if this was real and it just took me a few seconds to realize it was. I told her I never got her name. The young lady told me her name was Julia. I asked her if she came everyday and she replied saying that its how she starts her day. At this moment I was thinking to myself do I even bother asking her on a date; what would my mother want me to do? I asked Julia if she would like to meet up at The Cabaret tonight and of course, she accepts. Later on after dinner that night I arrived back home and my sister was

How many peoples have you been ibvited to party? I was wery frightened,but i cpuld not moves. None of us know the way to their house. The legs of the chair is broken. The mail should be deliver by the postman. The game was exciting,so the people were exciting. Would you mind lend me your umbrella? Two pair of shoes are dirty. Each member pf the groups have to write their names. The men in this office wears the

After taking off my shoes I walked straight up to my bedroom and before I had the chance to change out of my work clothes or remove any makeup, I found myself lying in bed next to my husband who was already asleep. My mind was restless and wandered to the chores that tomorrow would bring. As much as I tried to, I couldn’t seem to leave outside the stress that life inevitably brought. The lunches I had to make, sleep I was lacking, and work projects I was behind on all pilled up and weighed me down. Feeling completely overwhelmed, I began to reflect on how much my life changed in the past ten years. I longed for the simple life I enjoyed as a newly married wife and owner of a puppy, Lady. As I layed in bed recalling life as it was, I itched for the freedom and spare time I used to have and found myself right back in my apartment

My parents took custody of my sister’s children, which then began the chaotic day-to-day home life that usually left me in tears by bedtime. I was in middle school at the time, as a middle school aged girl I felt a whirlwind of emotions. I wanted to do things that other kids my age were doing but that wasn’t always possible. With very mentally handicap children in our home it wasn’t easy to just invite a friend over to come spend the night, not only would my mom say no but also I was far too embarrassed. I wanted to go out and eat in a restaurant like I heard my friends talking about, but no, going out to eat with my sister’s children would be very difficult because they couldn’t sit still or refrain from making loud noises in public places. I wanted my mom to take my friend and I to the movies rather than always going with a friend and their mom, but my mom was always tied down to caring for my sister’s

When I received the baby on Friday, I had to take it to chemistry and socials class. The first class I had was social studies and right when I entered the class, the baby started to cry and I began to panic because I did not know what to do since it was the first time the baby needed something. I did not know what the baby wanted so I asked a classmate who had already completed this project and they told me what I should do. I was so thankful because I was panicking and I did not have the ability to think rationally. Later, in class, we began marking our tests which we completed the previous day and I thought that I could mark the test because I had just fed the baby and it would not need anything for a while, but I was wrong! I marked two of the questions and then the baby started to cry once again! One of my friends volunteered to mark my test for me and I was very grateful. I decided to leave the room so the baby would not disturb the class. I was unable to mark my test and I spent most of the class out in the hallway trying to fulfill the baby’s needs. This is when I realized how difficult it was going to be taking care of this baby and that I would have to be selfless and put the baby’s needs above my own. After socials, I had chemistry and luckily the baby was asleep most of the class which allowed me to take down the notes. Near the end of the class, while Mr. Hewitson was teaching, the baby started to cry and I got up to leave the

used to think the party life was enjoyable and entertaining, but one night made me appreciate the leisurely pace of home. Every party I have gone to before this outrageous night was a fight between us and these other guys. That night I had noticed I was invited to a fake birthday party , I should of had listened to my gut but that night made me stronger.

I was playing by myself, running like crazy. For a 6 year old child, malls are boring. So I was trying to have fun by myself. Malls in USA are dangerous for little children, especially if the child is foreign. In addition, there were lots of kidnapping cases in LA back then.While I was trying to have fun, my mom was shopping; so it was my father’s job to look after me. But as always, my father had something more important to do and ignored me. Only in a second, I realized that I can’t see my parents. The eye connection with my father was lost. I tried to look for him but because of the crowd I couldn’t. I was alone, trying to find a way.

When we got home I heard barks coming from the yard,I thought that was the neighbor's dogs buddy, a German shepherd,and Lucy, a golden retriever. But I decided to check the barking out, I open the door to the backyard.I saw a gorgeous chocolate lab with a ocean blue eyes,running towards me.I bend down to pet her silky fur,I could feel the warm sun on my face as I played with the puppy.I saw my dad smiling at me from the big oak tree,I cradled the puppy in my arms and walked over to my dad.I asked him “Is this puppy mine?” he