My Birthday : A Star Essay

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.

January 3rd, 1998 in the town of Smithtown in Long Island, New York, a baby girl named Madelyn Delgado was born. This girl was me. I was born with a lot of dark hair, brown skin and light brown eyes that changed colors depending on what I was wearing. I was born to Mayra Duran and Delfin Delgado. When I was born, I was the only child, but when I turned 7 years old, I was given a little brother. His name is Delvyn Delgado. Both my parents are from Jarabacoa, Dominican Republic. In fact, this is where all of my family is from. Being born in America and having Dominican parents, my brother and I get the best of both worlds like the fact that we are fluent in English and Spanish. Before my brother was born, I moved multiple times before ending up in Springfield. I lived in New York then moved to Worcester. We lived there for a couple of years then moved off to Forest Park and from there; somehow, we ended up in Springfield. I didn’t mind moving, mostly because I was so young and didn’t really care, but I still like the idea of starting fresh.

My life began in Manhattan, New York in January of the year 1977. I was born to a 21 year old Irish American mother, Catherine Cunningham, and a 60 year old Sicilian American father, Anthony Perniciaro. My parents came from very different backgrounds. My mother’s family was relatively wealthy and affluent. My father was born and raised in Brooklyn. His parents were extremely poor immigrants that were seriously affected by the Great Depression. My father was a bricklayer and an artist when he met my mother, who was just starting her life, being only a few years out of high school.

The day was Thursday 30th of July, it was 3.15pm during the middle of winter; I Emily Yasmine Mejia was born. I had a great childhood growing up, it was filled with the love of my big family, the day to day adventures we all had and the satisfaction of growing up in my latin culture. As a child i was very apprehensive when it came to being independent, i hated new situations because it meant i had to be away from home.

I was born on October 15, 2001 at 11:46 pm at Lovelace hospital. I lived in a small home two houses down from my grandmother. When I was two, I fell off a chair and tore my scalp. I don’t remember that day, but my grandmother, grandfather, mother and my brother do remember that day. My house was brown and desert tan. It had two bedrooms and one bathroom. The kitchen was big, and the dining room was small.

To this day, I am still haunted by the fact that I was on all fours cleaning the lunch room walls on my tenth birthday. It was August 30th, 2009 and my boyfriend and I were sitting next to each other in the lunchroom. It was my birthday, and I was turning ten years old. It was a very important birthday because I was finally at double digits. All that mattered that day was me. I wore a bright pink sundress and I felt amazing. It started off as a great day.

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

It was August twenty-third and I was turning eleven years old. I had what I was going to do for my birthday planned out for the longest time, because I was so excited. I had asked my grandparents if I could reserve our family cabin for the evening if no one else was going to use it. My grandparent’s told me that no one else was going to be down there and that my friends and I could go down there. When I woke up that morning, I got all of my clothes ready, which was a teal tank top and black shorts, for later on that evening. The whole day I had been snapchatting Kennedy, Nick, and Erik about how excited I was for that night to come. My mom made some of her chocolate chip cookies. My dad had gotten the trailer hooked up to the truck to put the four-wheelers on so we could bring them down to the cabin with us. It felt like the day was going by so slow and I wanted to make it go by faster so I watched movies all afternoon. My mom and dad were getting annoyed because I kept asking when we were going to leave. When the time finally came to pick up my friends I was so excited. I ran and got into the truck. We picked up Kennedy first, then Nick, and lastly, Erik. On the way down to the cabin we listened to “pumped up kicks” and some other old pop songs. My friends had never seen the cabin so when we first got there I gave them a tour of the whole place. They told me they thought it was really cool on the inside. We walked into the kitchen and ate some of the chocolate chip

As my curly-wavy long brown hair lands back on my back from grabbing the nice warm, airy croissant with the sweet smell of warmth and honey butter hits my nose. I knew my brother was not as smart as he seems.

July 2nd 2018, something really exciting is going to happen! What is that you may ask? Well, that my friend would be that a new edition is going to be added to my family. July 2nd 2018, I will become an Aunt.

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.

At 6:00 am I rose up from a deep sleep on a Monday morning ready to get the day started. Getting up I get dressed, eat breakfast, and head for the bus. At school everything is pretty supposed and calm, my friends keep asking 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 get home around 4:00 pm on the way, from the bus stop I check the mail when I get in the house I lay the mail on the kitchen counter. I head upstairs and get comfortable and 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, I open up the letter and it states “ your sharp, aching death is upon you”. All I feel is an intense pain in my stomach and I ran to the bathroom as I look in the mirror I see nothing, not nobody. While looking in the mirror, seeing nothing I get the urge to puke, so I ran to the toilet. Leaning over the toilet with my eyes close barfing my guts out. As I open my eyes, I see that puke up blood I hurried up and ran to my brother's room. Banging on his door to come to my room when he reaches my room, I handed him the letter, he read silently with no expression. “Serena, what I’m suppose to be reading?” my brother says “your suppose to being that I suppose to have a cold aching death upon me” I said. We go back and forth arguing over what we read on

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.

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.

It was a beautiful morning on july 5th, 2015. Nine days until my birthday! Outside the bird were chirping and the sun was beaming through my window. I had just woken up as my mom came into my room, telling me to come downstairs because they had an early birthday present for me. In my mind, I was thinking maybe something arrived from Amazon and they just decided to give it to me now. 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