I Don 't Think It

"Wait... what?" He asked, walking over to them. "Are you guys being serious?" He asked, looking around the room. "Of course we are! It's time for you to relax, old man!" She chuckled, walking over to him and hugging him. "Also, this is for you." She said, handing him the card. He read it, smiling slightly. "I love you too, especially since you threw me this party... you really didn't have to do this." He said softly, leaning down and kissing her forehead. "Aww, don't worry, it was a piece of

“I'm not so sure, I think we should tell the manager over there,” I said, pointing to the front desk. Gabby simply shrugged and went back to the table with her dessert. I figured since she wasn't too bothered by it, I guess I shouldn't be either. She was older than me anyway, she probably knew better.

You’ve always loved coming to to the carnival when you were just a bundle of tantrums, why a sudden change?” “Well it’s just that I’m not very excited with the whole mourning and sorrow thing, I’d rather be out actually having fun” Those last words really just slipped out of my mouth sarcastically and made me regret them when I saw her hurt eyes turn to demanding ones. “You think this is holiday was made to be for entertainment? No, you shouldn’t because it’s not just some kind of party where you go eat, drink, and cry it is an important time to remember those who have fought for our lives and happiness and return in reincarnation to help us fulfill our greatest dreams and--- I Interrupted her by saying “Well maybe I don’t want to be part of this, maybe I can’t stand you always treating me like a baby, I’m going to that party whether you like it or

Today was Halloween, so my teacher had planned some really fun activities for the students to participate in. Before the students arrived, I talked with Mrs. Beach about the lesson that I would be teaching in two weeks. I also helped her set up the science experiment that the students would get to observe while they were working on another activity. When the students arrived, Mrs. Beach explained the science demonstration to the students and asked them to develop a hypothesis of what they thought might happen to the Peep Pumpkins when she put them in hot water, cold water, club soda, vinegar, and oil. She also asked them to predict what would happen when she put candy corn in these types of liquids. Once the students had made their predictions, Mrs. Beach asked for some of them to share their predictions. Three boys proceeded to share their hypotheses with the class. Mrs. Beach wanted some girls to share their hypotheses with the class, so she encouraged them by saying, “Come on girls, the boys are out doing you by sharing their hypotheses. Let’s hear from some of the girls. What do you think will happen?” Even though I probably would not say these exact words, I really like how Mrs. Beach was encouraging the girls to share their thoughts as well. Following this exchange, Mrs. Beach proceeded to place the candy into the cups of liquid, and then she explained the next activity, Halloween Glyphs.

“I can’t believe I can go to the Star Frame Fair! Thank you, thank you, thank you,” I jumped up and down and then ran upstairs to invite friends. I thought of my closest friends and then thought who would be fun to ride the rides with and stuff like that. I decided on having Lily, Gianna, Embry, and Nora come to the fair with me. I called Lily first and she said she wouldn’t miss it, Gianna said she would love to go, Embry said she can work it out and it would be really fun and Nora said she can’t wait! I can’t believe they can all come and I’m glad they can because otherwise I would’ve had to invite Layla and lets just say she isn’t my favorite. My dad said I can take his baby blue, brand new mustang to the fair. The day just keeps getting better and better by the minute.

The event was organized in a large room at the Conference Center including a stage for speaker, two large screen on both sides of the room, and in the middle, they set up seats for attendances. When I came there, it was nearly 1 P.M, but there were not many people sat inside or stood outside the event. As a result, I had thought that this event would be so boring that is why there was just a little number of individuals attended. After checking ID student, I went to the room and took a seat next to an old woman. She pointed to the corner where the lunch was displayed and told me to take some food before the event started. There were various types of tacos on the table, and they also severed dessert and drinks. Around the room, there was nothing special. They did not decorate anything as well.

The event was organized in a large room at the Conference Center, including a stage for a speaker, two large screens hung on both sides of the room, and in the middle, they set up seats for attendances. When I came there, it was nearly 1 P.M, but there were not many people sat inside or stood outside the event. As a result, I had thought that this event would be so boring that is why there was just a little number of individuals attended. After checking ID student, I went to the room and took a seat next to an old woman. She pointed to the corner where the lunch was displayed and told me to take some food before the event started. There were various types of tacos on the table, and they also severed dessert and drinks. Around the room, there was nothing special. They did not decorate anything as well.

Later that evening, we were sitting around the fire; it was late, the kids were already asleep in their tent. I glanced at Casey, she seemed very irritated. Jake joked "So when's the wedding Tomas? Since you keep calling her wifey." Casey got up and walked toward the lake, I laughed "Shut up man." Mariana got agitated at me "All you're doing is agitating her Tomas." I got up "No I'm not. Something else is bothering her." I followed her down to the lake, she was sitting at the shore; I sat next to her "What's wrong?" She sniffled, she was crying "Not you."

“Now hang on Raamiz,” Baba replied frowning, “You can’t rush these things. When the time is right Shawwal will come, and we’ll celebrate Eid al-Fitr like we do every year… However, maybe your mother was right; maybe you are too immature for this…”

“Oh Ana, it's okay, it's going to be okay.” My mom tries to comfort me, it makes nothing better at all. Tonight is going to be one of the worst but best days of my life. My father always reminds me, ‘Ana, this is a celebration, not a sad day.’ Those words ring through my head as I continue to cry. I finish crying and I walk over to my aunt. I start helping her and my cousin Ivori put up decorations.

It was my cousin kayla’s sixth birthday party. Fortunately, it was a clear, sunny day, because the week leading up to it was filled with rainy and dark days. I had been looking forward to this party because I only saw my cousins every few months; they lived two and a half hours away. They still live in the same house, but now I only see them at odd family gatherings every couple of years. Although we all enjoyed playing together as children, as we got older, we lost interest in doing that. I considered them to be some of my best friends during the

However, as time went on, everyone slowly became great friends; we were laughing together, creating team names together, and even winning competitions together. In fact, the gum-drop competition was one of the most monumental moments of seminar. The object of the game was to build the most similar replica to the complex, asymmetrical, dome-like toothpick and gumdrop sculpture that one of the junior staff built, but only one person on the team could see it in person; that person, as eagerly chosen by the rest of my group, was me. It was my duty to look at the sculpture, memorize the shape, color, and order of both the gumdrops and the toothpicks, then relay that information to the two runners who then would go to the rest

DING DONG!As my doorbell rang.I opened the door standing there was Julie.Julie has been my 2th best friend ever since we were babies,or so my mother and her mother are very good friends.But every morning me and Julie had always walked to school together ever since.”So you ready for a new school year,Layla”,”Yeah,I just really hope I don’t have any classes with him”.”Yeah,it would be very surprising if you to both had the same classes with each other”,“Let’s just hope that it doesn’t happen,Julie”.

First day of school for the new term, I woke up with a burning passion. I cannot wait to enrol in the art class, anxious to see the beautiful face of Miss Sophia, eager to prove my ability in Miss Rina’s subject. With all these positivity, I arrived at school twenty minutes earlier. I never this early. Skipping my breakfast at home, something called me to have it in the cafeteria of the school, I don’t know why, but that was what I did that morning. When I arrived, many students were already there, hang out at the cafe while waiting for class to begin. I prefer to sit in a corner, where I can see all the every angle clearly. Nothing really interesting beside the coffee that I sip. A group of girls then came and sat at a table near me. Five of them. Pretty. Trendy Voguish. Whatever they name it, to me it’s too much. Simply too much. But there is one of them who caught my eyes. The simplest among the other who threw me a friendly smile. I never saw her, or most likely, I never noticed. Usually, I will buy me coffee and enjoy it with a cigarette under the tree or behind the building. Conversely, I smiled back at her. A moment later, a butch came and joined the group. A new face, I'm sure, because people like me can be counted with the fingers at this school. She kissed the cheek of every girl in the group and took place next to the girl who smiled at me just now. They looked very cherish talking and occasionally bursting laughter. Tired of the noise, I took my backpack and

"A little conceited are we?" cracked a young brunette sitting in the seat in front of him, as she cleared the board. “Issachar!” She gasped, “Today is the first day of the festival of Gifts, I almost forgot! We’ll be late!”