My Experience Of My Birthdays

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,

I set my alarm earlier than normal that morning so that I could relax in a hot shower. My sisters beat me to the punch, however, and my shower, per usual, was frigid. I hoped it wasn’t an omen for how my day would proceed, but my watering taste buds suggested otherwise. After I showered and got dressed, I went upstairs and finally devoured the French toast I had been smelling all morning. As expected, it tasted like heaven and renewed my excitement for the day.

As mom gathered the supplies eggs, milk, oil, mix, a bowl, and a large wooden spoon my sister and I already started our fight. Who was going to crack the eggs? She felt entitled because she was older and being a girl in her eyes made her more capable of not getting shells into the batter. Secretly she knew I was a better egg cracker because rarely did I have a problem with getting shells into the batter. But like always we had to compromise each getting one egg to crack. This time she was lucky, no shells and me like always perfect! Soon I felt my stomach rumble. The smell of sweet maple syrup and delicious pancakes made the wait almost unbearable. My mom brought out a towering stack of golden pancakes. My mom’s pancakes are the best I have ever eaten. They are perfectly golden brown and never burnt. Once we finished I raced outside.

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.

I remember it like it was yesterday, I had just turned twelve and my parents had decided to take me to California for a month to celebrate my upcoming birthday. We lived in a small town in Alaska so it wasn't every day we got to go somewhere else in the world. I was so excited as I ran to my igloo and started to pack. About two minutes later my mom knocked on the door and said, "Abby? Can I come in?"

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.

I woke suddenly to the loud ringing of my alarm clock. I threw the covers off my body and slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes. A quick shock hit my body. I remembered that today is October 17; My birthday.

Growing up i learned that i needed to mature at a younger age compared to my peers. I understood that a low-income, minority i needed to work hard to achieve my goals. One experience that shaped my life happened this past year. My family and I were evicted from our home a couple of days before my birthday and right before the holiday season. This made me stronger but it also changed something inside me. I learned that life isn't a game and that i should be grateful for what i have, because one day I could lose it all.

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

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.

It was Saturday, April 27, 2016, and I had just woken up from a long, hard sleep. It was about 9:30 AM, and my arm was still aching from getting my annual shots the day before. Every year, I dread going to the doctor's office to get these shots. They make my body feel significantly weak, and they always make me sick to my stomach. It was the weekend of my birthday, so I was planning on having my friend, Melanie, over to have dinner with us and to spend the night. I usually have a big party to invite all of my friends to, but I just wasn’t feeling well enough. My mom said that it was fine for her to stay with us, and at that point, I knew my weekend was going to be great.

Him: Here this was supposed to be your birthday present. It’s a promise ring. But I guess it’s kind of pointless now.

This birthday was different from the others. I was turning 12 years old and this day was the worst of them all. The moment we got on the plane I felt some weird substance running down my face. I didn’t believe this was happening on this day, they could have choose any other day but they had decisioned this one instead.

It was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning when I woke up on March 24, 2012, and most importantly it was my tenth birthday! I woke up to the waft of pancakes and freshly cooked bacon coming in from the kitchen. I got out of bed, and ran downstairs. I ran so fast that I tripped on the last step, landing on my ankle. But that did not matter because it was my birthday. I bounced in the kitchen flinging the door open. The first faces I saw were my mom, brother, grandma, and grandpa; mom was still in her nightgown from waking up so early to start breakfast for the special day.

It was finally moring time and I woke up to the delicious smell of my mom’s pancakes. My family and I all