My First Birthday - Original Writing

I didn’t plan to spend this hot August day like this...my mom told me on my birthday, my 5th to be exact, that this day would be special, little did my curious mind know that I would be getting something that every kid my age would die for. I would be getting my first best friend.

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.

We searched for a place to park the car. The wait for the rest of the Fritsch family dragged on and lasted forever. It’s already late morning and we haven’t even gone in yet! I can’t believe the rest of the family’s taking so long! UGGGG! The sound of people laughing and splashing surrounded the car. Hearing this, sitting still wasn’t going to last very long. The bottled up energy exploded, as Sawyer and I started hopping around and yelling.

My daughter’s first birthday, which was July 18th, 2007, is a day that I remember like it was yesterday. We had already celebrated her birthday with the family over the weekend, so I had just planned to do something small with her. I decided I would take her to Water Works, a community family aquatic center that we lived by. When I was younger, my family would get a membership every summer, and I couldn’t wait to do the same with Lauren. My sister, Amanda, who was watching our four year old nephew Charlie, was off that day, so they came along too.

My heart thumped with heaviness while my eyes slipped passed the car window as my family approached the local cemetery. Slate colored clouds hung low against the horizon, properly setting the temper for the journey we were making to my great-aunt’s grave in remembrance of her birthday.

We stop at the port an everybody rushed to get off the ship they been in so long we got off an officers greeted us. They passed out theses theses identity tags I got mine you had to put them on so I did. I gave them my bags to inspect them they did that with everybody. They had concession stand with food an drinks. After we got our stuff back we went to the winding stairs doctor stood at the top to watches you to see if you had trouble walking or breathing I went up the stairs the doctor said I was healthy then once we was up there we had to go to the registry room it was so much noise in there you cant here yourself talk. they were rails there so you had to wait in line

First, we arrived at the airport at sunset, and the sun began to start sinking below the building. We unpacked the vehicle and walked to the revolving doors that were marked ‘‘Entrance C’’. My mom and I sat down in seats that were in small rows while my dad made sure the tickets and luggage was all correct. We had an hour and a half delay. Once we entered I noticed the plane was completely filled. We sat down in our seats and patiently waited for the plane to take off. As I

After about an hour of packing everything we needed for a day of boating, we all squished into two cars and my sister and I climbed into the boat, which was being hauled behind my uncle's truck. “Ready to go,” my uncle shouted out the window from the front seat of the truck.

MY 12th birthday of 8th grade year was very disappointing. Ever since I was interested in playing instruments the only thing I really wanted to play was the guitar. In 6th grade I told my mom that I wanted a guitar, she told me at that time we couldn’t afford one at the time I had asked for. I understood why with us just moving to Oklahoma and just getting settled into our apartment. Throughout my middle school years around my birthday, I would always ask my mom if we could get one this year. until 8th grade year when she finally said I can get a guitar.

We went to grab chips and guacamole and then we heard one of the boat drivers say on the microphone that it was time to go back to the cruise ship. We gathered all of our stuff and started heading back to the ship.

It was three o’clock in the morning, and we were all still really tired, but we were also really excited. We packed everything in our GMC van and headed for my grandmother’s house. We had made arrangements to leave our van at her house so that we would not have to pay for parking at the airport. The limo would pick us up at my grandmother’s house in Saint John and drive us to Gary Regional Airport so that

Everyone expects their sixteenth birthday to be this grand wonderful event with friends, family, and maybe some cake, but what most don’t expect is to make their eighteenth just as important. Yes, turning eighteen is just as significant as turning sixteen because it symbolizes your transformation from a teenager to an adult, but that is why we celebrate turning sixteen as heavily as we do. My eighteenth birthday truly was a grand event, one where even in my wildest imaginations I never pictured doing the things I did, it felt like something out of a Hollywood movie script. The celebration started with a concert at the Georgia Dome, on October 1st, leading all the way to its grand finale, a trip to New York City, on October 10th. It was two solid weeks of surprise after surprise with each surprise being bigger and better than the last, or at least in my opinion anyway. October 1st was seeing One Direction, my favorite band, live, the 2nd was surprise tickets to Cirque Du Soleil, the 3rd was a surprise party with friends and family, the 10th through the 12th was a trip to New York City, and lastly and later on in the day of the 12th was seeing Disney’s Frozen on ice. I don’t think I have ever been happier than when attending all five of these events.

Just as I said I would, I married Charles Baker Harris seven months after he properly proposed to me on my seventeenth birthday. I had no desire to ever move away from Maycomb, so we settled in a house down the street from my childhood home, where Atticus lived the rest of his life.

“It’s grandma,” I exclaimed as I ran and squeezed through the crowd to go give my grandmother a hug. In that moment I was as happy as can be, the horrendous plane flight had ended and I was finally in China with my grandparents.

“Okay everybody” began the worker, “the boat has arrived and it is time to board.”She began to lead me, my sister Madison, my dad, his girlfriend, and a few other people towards a dock. She was easy to follow due to her canary yellow shirt as bright as the sun beaming down on us.