My Birthday Celebration

Every year when it was my birthday, my parents would invite around 20 people to come to our house and celebrate my birthday with me. They would invite family and friends. Most of family moved to America when I was around seven. My Mom made very delicious cakes for my birthdays. My friends loved my birthday cakes. For food, we would buy burgers. When the party was over my friends would stay at my house and we would have a sleepover. During our sleepover we told each other many funny jokes and ate all the leftover cakes and

That morning I was so happy and filled with excitement. I came into school and everyone was happy to see me. Even people I barely knew were happy to greet me with a sincere birthday congratulations. It was awesome because I had so many new friends and all of us were joyful on that day.

A birthday, commonly known as an occasion, is a celebration of the day of which a person was born. The definition may seem simple but, Americans make a an ordinary day something extraordinary.

I am still in my room because I have butterflies in my tummy. I knew I had to go down so I did and we ended up having so much fun. We ate cake, played games and I opened presents. Just like a normal birthday party, but the time came. I had to go into the woods. I just hoped and prayed that everyone would forget about it but then, out of the blue, Tony

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

It was a couple days before my 12th birthday, and my parents called me into the living room. When I walked in they handed me a birthday card and told me to open it. I was kinda confused as to why they gave it to me early because they have never done it and when I saw what was inside I became very excited.

A birthday has something that ties all humans become together, because everyone has a birthday. No matter when;s your birthday, or whether you choose to spend time your birthday sleeping, or having a party, it’s always a special day. Your birthday has a wonderful day day because on that day, a great person was born. That person is

It was a bright, sunny day. Kids came spewing out of houses like bugs. I remember that day, it was so perfect as if nothing could go wrong. I knew it was going to be an exciting and exhilarating day. Coincidentally, there was a birthday party. One of my closest friend is holding a party filled with delicious food and joyful smiles. The house was decorated with streamer and balloons. Balloons of every color imaginable. As the smell of BBQ wafted around the neighborhood , laughter was heard all around. There was even a little kiddie pool crowded with toddlers and teenagers trying to splash each other. My best

It was early June, and my birthday was right around the corner. My mother and father told me this tenth birthday would be a birthday I would never forget. Sunday morning we woke up out of bed, ate a tiny breakfast, and packed the car till mom's last purple bag barely fit. I asked where were we going and why we had packed so much, but I never got an answer. I later discovered that we would be taking a plane to Florida, where I would eventually get lost, and a very interesting car ride home.

Next, my family arrived with presents. Then, we ate cake and ice cream. I got my first lego set from my grandma. I said goodbye, and my family left.

Did you spend your best friend’s 21st birthday the way that you thought you would spend it? For some reason or another I thought that on her 21st birthday, we would go out to a club and drink until we pass out; however, my best friend id not into any of that. With that in mind, I decided to let her call the shots that day. Whatever she wanted to do that day it would, if it was within reason, be done.

It felt like hours before I finally got home. I was so happy just to see the big white house. I walked up the steps ,opened the door ,and turned on the lights when my whole family yelled, “Surprise!” It was a surprise party! I was so happy to see my parents and my little brother. I even said, “This is the happiest I have felt all day!” After I had some time to settle in my dad lit the candles

My phone was ringing. I was not able to attend the calls as the phone is in silent mode.

Now that I’m older and more mature, I believe that I now understand the meaning of Christmas better but I am not as excited for the holiday than I was as a child. Last Christmas Eve, I was excited for my brothers and grandparents coming down from the city. I would have to wake up really early in the morning to clean the whole house, such as, sweeping the halls and cleaning the dinner tables. While I was cleaning, my mother started cooking and taking out the turkey out of the fridge, that has been prepared and marginated since the day before. I would take small breaks just so I could watch her because she was using my great grandmother's recipe which consisted of using twenty tomatoes for the sauce. My eyes would burn as she cut the tomatoes and onions since the acidity mixed together, then she would put them in a huge pot along with putting in chicken broth and hispanic peas. When she started to heat up the sauce, the aroma filled the whole house and my mouth water already imagining what it would taste like. The sauce was my favorite part of the food since it was so savory and delicious, it was hard not to enjoy it. My mother would bathe the turkey with the sauce and each beadlet of sauce would either be soaked up or slide off the turkey’s back, it was very beautiful in a weird way. After bathing the turkey, she would put the turkey in the oven and on occasion she would do the same progress again, but just in the oven. The next step was making mash potatoes, which went

We all sat down and talked. We talked about how everyone has been. My sisters school and my brothers new job. While we were talking there was another knock on the door. I went to go open the door and it was the pizza and the wings. I payed for them and grabbed the boxes and walked into the kitchen where my family was. Everyone was really hungry but my family really wanted me to see the big surprise they got for me. SO we agreed we would go outside to see what they got me. We went outside when I saw what they got me I almost cried in joy. My family got me the same looking motorcycle that was on my cake. It was a black Kawasaki Ninja 2017. It had a nice leather seat.The lights were bright white and it was really shinny.But I had one question.