My Best Day Essay

The most memorable day of life was when my cousin, Dwayne, and I decided we were going to see a movie. The new Fast and Furious movie had just come out, and we thought it would be nice to take our girlfriends. Before we went to the movies, we took a drive which we call “the eastern ride.” It’s a very pleasant ride with nice wind beautiful night skies. We put on some romantic music and when we got to this spot called “Point Udall,” there were some guys over there at the time that we didn’t know, but we really didn’t pay them no mind. That is just how my cousin and I were at the time. We never paid attention because we never caused trouble at all. But when It came to us, we were ready for it. So when one of the guys started talking nonsense to my cousin, I was standing there and just smiling in my head. I was like who is this guy really talking to? I told my cousin, “don’t bother with that.” That is not the match we usually look for and we left.

During the summer I moved to Houston with expectation of a bigger and better life. In this I met a man, his name was Chase and he was tall and very handsome. We exchanged our information and continued to stay in touch, as we talked we began to develop feelings for one another. The passion grow between us, the good and the bad and I felt as though it was something that I couldn’t get with anyone else. Chase understood me and seemed to know everything that I was thinking before I could even form the words to say my thoughts. We spent endless nights together and I felt completely safe in his presence, but he was poison and I didn’t know it yet. I was warned by my very good friend Jordan that my feelings toward Chase would soon

It was a sunny yet cloudy day, the ozone and earthy smell from the upcoming rain wafted continuously through my nose; these type of days were and still are my favorite. I had a feeling that today was going to be one of those special days, everything was going smoothly. My mother didn't wake me up at the crack of dawn to wash and clean up, I didn't have any chores to do today, and my family was coming over for a Saturday dinner. The biggest surprise of the day was when my uncle invited me to tag along to go shopping with him, something he rarely, if ever, did because it meant going to the city that was bustling with people. Uncle said that he was going to take me to meet someone “special.” Based on how swell the day was going I could tell that it was going to get even better.

Not long ago, I was walking toward our local park with my two friends. It was the afternoon on the great sunny Friday, my favorite day of the week. It was rush hour, around 6'o clock in the evening to be exact, the time when people are just getting off from work.This occurrence was very unforgettable to me because, I learned a very important lesson at the end of my stressful situation that happened during the middle of my experience which is to be a bigger person for difficult situations.

I woke up to the sounds of pans banging and bacon sizzling, and pancakes cooking. It was a gorgeous morning filled with joy and hope, these days are my favorite days. The sun is shining and the wind is blowing calmly. The birds are chirping their happy songs as the sound of kids having little discussions arose in the atmosphere. I was but the smell of bacon and pancakes over through me and got me off my twin size bed full of unorganized soft warming blankets. I walked down the winding stairs to find my little sister banging pans like she was in a band, my mom didn’t like it but i just laughed and smiled.

What a beautiful day, I feel much relaxed by watching this sun shower after having a tough time. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself; I am muddy I live in this beautiful house with my family. My mother’s name is snoozy she always sits in a place sleeps. My father is opposite to my mother he is really a hard worker and very caring father who is loved very much by our master David. He assists my master to look after his sheep. I have two little sisters, one named shiny and the other one is fatty. My masters little girl Lara named us, and she is a wonderful kid who always take cares of us. This place is located far away from the city, but I feel it to be a wonderland since we have plenty of places to play and farm is located in front of the house where there is a beautiful garden and many trees. Different

Multicolored lights twinkle on the tiny boughs of an evergreen tree while presents spill out from under it in every direction. Steamy, delicious-smelling dishes cover every available surface. A manger scene, its figures oddly displaced by little hands, is strewn across the table. The air is so warm that I kicked my shoes into a corner within minutes of entering the house. Laughter and warm voices are ringing in my ears, but they somehow feel distant to me. As my five-year-old cousin darts past my feet, I find myself retreating to the bathroom, fingers fumbling with the door lock, shaky legs carrying me into the dry, vacant shower while jerky arms pull the curtain closed around me. It’s Christmas Day; it should be my favorite day of the whole year. It’s Christmas Day, and I find myself retreating from it all. It’s Christmas Day, and my whole family has gathered together at my cousin’s house. Well, not my whole family. My dad is hours away, spending Christmas with my half brother and his family.

It was the worst day I have ever been through in my life. Every time I think about it, it brings back the most painful sadness, the kind that makes your heart and stomach drop and makes you feel like you’re going to vomit. There’s no feeling like it, nothing compares to losing a friend to a silent demon. I remember that day like it was yesterday, but it’s different. When I go back to picture it there’s this haze and fog. It’s like dream.

I am a full time State of Arizona At-Will employee and work for the Department of Child Safety as a DCS Investigator. I have been with DCS for over a year and a half and I am at their top pay level for a non-supervisor. I believe that I am being harassed by my current supervisor and her intention is to have me terminated or to force me to resign. She is about to get her wish as I am planning to resign due to the harassment.

Hi there beybi! Ahem. Today was your special day and just like everyone else I wish you the best and I just want you to be happy. I have no expensive gifts or big surprise for you today. What I had right now, actually ever since day one was only my love and friendship. Sounds corny and quite mellow but I guess that’s the only thing I can give you.

I remember being terribly out of breath, but it did not matter because I could feel the adrenaline soaring throughout my body. The adrenaline made me feel like I was in an entire different world. Anytime I see a close football game in the fourth quarter, I think back to this point. I visualize myself out on the field with twenty-one other guys. Even though there are twenty-one others on the field, and plenty of parents cheering on their child’s team, I felt like it was only me and the football.

It was the beginning of a new day, I was out in the streets and I begged for food, it was harsh for me. I felt very sad but didn’t know why I was sad. That morning I was sick and didn 't feel as good. I had ragged clothes one with no underwear. I just had a shirt on and it had couple holes on it. I didn 't know what to think in that moment but all I thought was when am I getting food. I was scrawny, and dirty. Last night had been a horrible night, like every night, we barely got any money that night, we only got a few cents. If we were lucky we would get five dollars and my mom had enough to buy my siblings and I food. My mom tried to get money and did everything to get food. That morning we ate from the garbage and got leftover food

From that moment on I knew my life was over. Since my father’s death I always thought I already had something terrible happen to me. I thought I already went through a inadequate experience that affected my life. Which means that I thought nothing bad was ever going to happen to me again. I thought that was true until April 29th 2013, one of the worst days of my life.

“The Happiest Day of Your Life” is a short story, which stamps by the novel collection Children, our future and is written in 1978 by Penelope Lively.

It was just an average day in the life of a 5th grade kid who woke up having to go to school. Little did I know I was going to come home to such a dramatic 30 minute experience that could have made me a completely different person than who I am today.