My First Day In My Life

Nick’s ultimate goal in life is to become a Feng Shui Consultant. To work towards that, he participates in many extracurricular activities to grow close to his peers and learn more about each individual’s aura. Every Sunday after church, Nick spends his time volunteering at animal shelters. During the week, he is President of the Latin Club. “He really puts effort into showing up,” says Angela, a fellow Latin Club member. Over the summer, No-Knees Nick dedicated his time to reading every Shakespeare play. He

Gaby had a crush on a boy named boy for years. To her, he was everything, and she decided that the 8th grade would be when things change between them. She persuaded herself to confess her feelings on his birthday during lunch. On that day, anyone could sense the waves of nervousness she was emitting. All of her friends, including me, was cheering

Every Sunday, since the day I was born has been a day to spend with God, family and the people I love. Bright and early every Sunday morning my older brother Blake, Alex, younger brother Stephen and I would be woken up for the early morning service at St. Paul 's Lutheran church. My mother would have breakfast ready for my father, brothers and I by 6 o 'clock in the morning so that we were fed and ready for the 8 o 'clock service. After church, we would go grocery shopping or run any errands that needed to be done. Then we would go back to the house and change out of our nice clothes. By the time church and the errands were finished it was usually lunch time. We would drive over the river to Moline, Illinois where my grandmother lives and

Like some people I haven’t lived in Ramona my whole life, I lived in Evanston Wyoming for about seven years. Then in 2010 I moved out here at the end of summer, which meant the day I was dreading came very fast, the first day of 3rd grade at a new school. Being the new kid, I was nervous and shy and didn't have any idea how I would introduce myself, but lucky for me someone introduced herself first. “Hi, I’m Michaela!” said the girl, who would soon become my best friend and still is to this day. Michaela Brooke Meskell broke the ice and started talking to me and made me feel a little less nervous on the first day of my new life and that’s when our friendship began. I have known her for seven years now and is one of best friends. She is a pretty, tall, skinny 15 year old girl with long straight brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. She runs cross country and track, does very well in school and likes art and YouTube. Michaela was my very first friend when I moved here and over the last seven years I’ve gotten to know so much about her. She’s artistic, humorous, kind, intelligent, loyal and so many more amazing things. I’m so grateful to have her in my life and hope to still have her with me in the future.

I asked myself as my hand started to shake and my eyes began to water. I slowly sat down on the floor as I grabbed my mother's bloody hand. It felt as if my heart stopped and my brain froze. I knew at this point I needed help a lot of it, I had just nearly killed my own mother. Living with three different diseases was hard but not getting the help wasn't so to this day I ask myself why didn't I get help?

My mind was moving too fast. It was as if it was waiting patiently for the call to end to pounce. I was in the living room of my home peering through the window, mesmerized by the little flourishes dancing from the sky when I got the call. My thigh jiggled as my phone vibrated on my lap; it was a call from my mother. It was supposed to be like any other call. I would answer, we would talk, and it would end with I love you and I would go on with my day. Only this wasn’t any other call. On November 9th, 2013 I heard the greatest news and it was on that same day, I was confronted by my worst enemy. The phone call ended, and my joy was soon turned against me. I was too distracted to notice that this joy was merely heartache in disguise. I would have never in a million years believe that something so cruel could bring forth someone so beautiful.

It was the last day of school with less an hour left on the clock. I had my eyes glued to the clock counting down the seconds, each minute felt like an hour, and right now I wish that was true.

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.

Waking up with my mom saying "Alexis, I took your dad to the hospital early this morning," that wasn't what I wanted to hear first thing in the morning. I began to sweat; my palms began to get clammy and this nauseous feeling coursed through my body. I didn't understand why mom took him at first but then remembering at 3 o'clock that morning he was struggling to breathe, then I realized why. Immediately when I got to school I told my best friend of 13 years what my mom had told me this morning. My best friend was with me throughout this whole journey.

I never imagine of going to school the next day because I would imagine putting myself in other people place from being from a different school and going all the way to the East Noble Middle School to be in 7th grade. I imagine being by myself on the first day because I know that my friends will just leave me alone on the first. I never seen 7th grade coming so fast to me i was just a kid in grade school first but now I am walking in my dreams to the school where I found myself alone and no one there with me.

My first time at the lake I can remember it like it was yesterday. It had a teardrop-silver color to it, and from where I was standing I couldn’t see anything but miles and miles of water. As if it never ended. I could feel the wind as it blew my new hair do, and caressed my cheekbones. The air smelled of fresh water and the sand was soft between my toes. The scene was magnificent, and the only sound was birds chirping from afar. I think back to the smell of the fresh cut grass and the way the sun was shining bright in the clear blue sky. I remember running to the water bending down to take a sip, it was beautiful I just knew it had to taste as good as it looked. Most of all I can remember it being relaxing and beautiful, and I couldn’t wait to get started on our first weekend at the lake with my family.

Summer was great with the hot and steamy days, where you felt you could be surrounded by water for hours, but school was a week away. My first day of middle school was very close. That year I wanted to break out of my shell a little bit and meet new people, although I was always more of an introvert. I had gone to the school, I would see for a couple of years and had received my schedule. I now knew who my teachers were going to be, relieved, but worried I would be alone. The morning of my first day of school was fresh with a nice soft breeze. When I entered the gate I saw my friends dressed in their new clothes and quickly walked to them. We asked each other what our classes were, and fortunately, a couple of us had classes together. One

“I need a picture of you guys!” My mom expressed in much excitement. As I walked to the front door, my seventh grade sister and I took our annual first-day-of-the-school-year photo. With bright smiles on our faces, I was looking forward to the next stage of my life: highschool. As I stepped out of the car, my dad remained there as he watched his son start his highschool career. I walked in the doors for the first time as a highschooler. A rush of excitement and a sliver of nervousness hit me. People of all ages are walking past me. Grown men a head taller than me and attractive girls that did not know that I existed were everywhere. One of my childhood friends came by me and we waved to each other. I could see in his face the same jittery

Has every individual dream and picture how they want their life to be when they reach adulthood. This is my story, after I graduated from high school I got Married and as a woman I wanted to have 2-3 beautiful children 's a couple of years after I got married. Well it did not work out as I planned it to be. Six months later after the man that I married had to leave me behind for a couple of months in the states while I continue my education by attending Aladdin beauty college in Lawton Oklahoma. Two weeks after he left to go to Germany I woke up feeling very sick to my stomach I was very nauseated and I will have dizzy spells and it time. That morning I went to cosmetology school

It started as any other Friday. I had just walked home from school. My brother, Ethan, was already there when I opened the door and walked into my house. He always got out of school early on Friday. My mom came around the corner and said “Hi Alex! How was school?” I told her it was ok. I went through the normal routine of throwing my backpack next to my desk to do any work after I ate. I sat down at the table and my mother gave me some tomato pasta to eat for lunch. After I finished eating I went back to my desk. I found that for once, I had very little, only two pages of math. I thought to myself “What a sight for sore eyes.” I plugged in my headphones and went to work. Around forty-five minutes later I had finished and realized I had all