My Birthday Experience

The incident took place three days after my birthday. I have received an assortment of condolences in my lifetime, but this one definitively trounced its comrades.

It was my birthday and I was having the time of my life at my party. It just kept getting better as the day went on. I was turning six and as I was opening all of my presents I just couldn't take the bright smile off my face. I was extremely thankful for everything and after I thanked all my family members for coming and for all the presents, my grandma said,

When I was five, we really didn’t have any money, and one day for my birthday I went to my friend’s house. As I was leaving to his house, my brother was crying because he wanted to get me something really bad. When I got back, we sang “Happy Birthday,” and my mom was crying, saying,”I’m so sorry that we weren’t able to get you nothing.”

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

It’s June 28th 2017 in Austin Texas, and it’s my birthday. My family and I gather around the dinner table in our cellar.

“Everyone ready? Get in the car.” My mom said, on Christmas eve near 1:00 pm. My sister and I gallop into the car with our Christmas dresses and furry boots. We all get into the old gray Toyota, turn on the heaters, and all click our seatbelts. “Everyone exited” my dad say’s bubbly said to us. “Of course we are!” my sister and I giggled. We drive through the the snowy flurries of December, to get to my yayas house for a Christmas and birthday celebration. My sister and I have always called our grandma Yaya since we were born. We pulled into the driveway of her teal house with a delicate layer of snow on the roof. There were already four other cars there, my cousins(Mitch, Zach, and Tassia), my aunt Coco and John's car, and my Yayas boyfriend Bob. We all opened our doors, and grabbed the gifts, food, and coats. We all stroll up the sidewalk and ring the doorbell. The bell chimed and my Yaya came ad unlocked the door. With her thick German accent she said, “Meine Schnuckelchen!, Mitch, Zach, you cousins are here!” Soon enough my cousins come down stairs, “ Hey Grace, and Sarah how are you?” they ask us with their adult voices. We exchange hugs and kisses, and finally make it past the front door to get to the kitchen. “ Hi Coco!” I chirped to her. “ Hi sweety, how are you doing?”. I always respond with great, i mean who's not great on Christmas eve! After we say our hellos to everyone, my sister and I get our special glasses and pour our sparkling cider into them listening

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

The day before my seventeenth birthday was unforgettable. A cool Saturday evening in March was perfect for a surprise. My mother woke me up early that day telling me we are going to see my grandparents. My hair was a mess, tangles in my hair from rolling around at night, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. I struggled getting out of my warm, comfortable bed that swallowed my body and made it even harder to find motivation to get up. After contemplating if getting out of bed was a good idea, my mother came back in and pulled the warm blanket off my body. When she pulled the blanket off it was as if a hundred pounds was lifted off me and left me bare and cold. As soon as the blanket flew off of me, I heard my mother, whose voice sounded restless, to get out of bed and start getting ready. When I finally started getting ready and putting on my makeup, she came back in wearing a black button up blouse that matched her shoes and wearing blue jeans that had small holes at the knee where you can see some of her skin. She came in to pick out my outfit for the day, which was a blue short sleeve top that was long enough, I could tuck my shirt into my black pants that was frayed at the bottoms and had a hole on my knees where the knee was showing but was still covered with some a skinny piece thread. As I finished getting ready I was telling my mother about my dream car. It has been my dream to have a black beauty, two doors,four wheel drive, V6 engine,with silver rims,

It was November 21st.. The weather was nice and warm that day, fall always seemed to be in Florida around this time of the year. But it wasn't just any day for me, it was my 11th birthday and I was so thrilled. My house was full of large helium balloons, streamers that said "Birthday Girl" on them, colored ribbons in the kitchen and living room since early that morning because my mother always went all out on me back when she still considered me to be too young to do it myself. The whole family was beginning to arrive. Along with them came the mountain of presents that began to increase in size with every loved one. Walking through the house I could hear laughing and talk of the upcoming sporting events. Everyone greeted me on their way in mentioning how "big I have gotten" and how much I "look just like your mother" and some asking how school was going. It was really nice having the whole family together

All I can remember is my piercing red blood dripping on the bone-chilling surface of the ice skating rink. I restrained myself from looking down at my hand, knowing I wasn’t going to be pleased with the results. The thought of being fingerless traumatized me. I laid my hand on the cold surface where I had fallen, hoping that it would numb the pain. I said to myself, “It shouldn’t be that bad, just take a look.” I began to slowly move my head downward, thinking about the worst possibilities. Once I set my watery blue eyes on my finger I let out a roaring scream.

Beep Beep! Went the alarm clock as I struggled to roll over and cut it off.The start of the weirdest ¨day¨ of my life.Before I could even get myself together, I was hit with a smell that seemed like pancakes and bacon which use to be my favorite breakfast foods.I checked my phone to see that it was filled with happy birthday messages.After I ate, I started getting ready for school while dancing to my favorite songs.I tried to put lots of effort into my outfit since it was my birthday, so I wore my favorite pair of dark blue jeans that always looked good on me, then I put on a red blouse with my usual black converse shoes.While trying to do my hair, I heard my mom downstairs yelling ¨hurry up Emily you´re going to to be late¨! , So I quickly threw my hair into a bun and rushed to the car.When we pulled up to my high school, I got out and told my mom goodbye.From a distance, I could see my 3 best friends holding a bundle of balloons and gift bags.As I walked over to the bench, I had the biggest smile on my face.¨Happy birthday Emily¨ they all cheerfully told me.The four of us Kae, Oliva,megan and I have been there for each other since we were in the second grade.While rushing to class, I noticed lots of people said happy birthday to me on the way which made my day even more.

One bright morning, I thought that my family and I were going to have a wonderful time for the whole day as today was my Grandfather’s birthday. I was really excited for this day as I’ve waited a really long time, that being 365 days (Unless it was a leap year, I didn’t really know). This was my favorite day as we always went to eat, then went to various stores, then stayed home or watched a movie.

A birthday is a special occasion you celebrate and you make it fun and exciting with all your family and friends but my birthday was quite bizarre. It was memorial day my 16th birthday was supposed to be special and memorable, but that morning I wasn't feeling it I felt like it was just another normal day. That same morning my parents woke me up by singing me the birthday song with my siblings. After they congratulate they told me to get ready because we were going to go to Galveston and celebrate my birthday we began to get everything ready the grill, fajitas, salsa, tortillas, etc. it was a sunny morning the weather wasn't too bad and it felt great to be out in the ocean.

On December 19th, the day before my birthday I woke up with a feeling of enthusiasm rushing through my body. At that point, i had told myself “Wow! I've never felt this much excitement before.” I rushed out of bed and started to text my friends, they were all super pumped about

This is the day I discovered who I, was aka my 6th birthday. I have always been the nerdy type. I love reading, writing, and film, being a director has always been a dream of mine. This day was one of my last days with my grandma. Granny was my favorite person, in the world. I was in my room, getting dressed, which basically means I was just putting on a t-shirt and some pants. I couldn’t afford any extravagant clothing so, I just stuck to the basics, this was my favorite shirt so it counts. I started doing my hair, then my grandma came in. She sat on my bed and told me, “You are so beautiful, you get it from me, don’t tell your mom I said that.” We both started to laugh. Then she says, “ I got some