bed staring at the ceiling above me, tears begin to fill my eyes. This will be the last time I wake up to the sound of the birds singing their beautiful melodies outside of my window, the last time I will smell the fresh cut flowers on my bedside table that my children innocently stole from the neighbor’s yard, and it will be the last time I will see their sweet smiling faces. Today will be the last day of my life. “Mommy, mommy, mommy!” my thoughts are abruptly interrupted, “Look, we made you breakfast
was my third day in my senior year when the teacher was in front of the class and she asked something to the class. I knew the answer and she saw that I had my hand half raised to answer. As soon as she called my name I felt the whole class started to stare at me. Somehow, I managed to give the right answer but it took all that I had to overcome my deep fear. I was 12 when I learned that my cousin had died. It was June 21th 2012. My mom told me that I couldn’t go to school on that day. I really
complete. Then it was the most boring day of our life. I can’t believe that we were going to spend our last day of summer sitting here exceptionally bored. Dawson and I thought that It would be a spectacular idea to hang out today before school starts. We were both busy the rest of the summer so today was the only day we could do it. Usually during school time, my parents want me to focus on school and they don’t want me to be outside, but every once in awhile if I have my homework done, I will be able to
They took my books out of my hand and threw my backpack to the ground. They then preceded to push me to the ground and relentlessly call me names while the others kicked me nonstop. They called me a faggot, they called me a perdedor, they wouldn't stop their bullying. I have just described to you a day in my shoes at Don Bosco High School. I'm writing this because I want people to know what has happened to me, and what my life has been like. I don't want my story to be forgotten as I find myself
more school lunch. It was the last day of school and I had a hard decision to make. Before I left my home, mother asked me to if I wanted finish the rest of my school years with my father or continue staying in Texas with her. When she first said it, it didn’t click right away, but then I instantly started thinking “Wow mom, you’re willing to send your youngest baby girl off to Connecticut for nine years?” As the day went on, the decision was dwelling heavy on me. My father lived in North Connecticut
One day I was at work with Chris Davis. Me and Chris worked for his uncle Rob. I was working there for about a month but I didn’t know that today would be my last day. It was about 8:00 pm at night and I had one more thing to do. Put all the empty boxing in the compacter and lock up the building. When I got done me and Chris walked back to his uncle’s house because that’s where Chris lived. When we got back Rob told me and Chris to come into the garage to get paid. We got paid in cash instead of
The day was Saturday June 5th, Approximately 6 years ago. It was a blazing sunny Saturday. Today was the warmest of days of the summer, but little did I know today was the most unpleasant days of my life. Any other summer day my sister and I would sleep in till 11 because we stayed up watching horror movies all night. When we awaken mom would be making the utmost appetizing breakfast my mouth has tasted. Yesterday it was French toast with crispy golden bacon, but today I woke up in my room not smelling
two identities. First off, I love playing tennis. Last Summer, I took a camp… for tennis. I was in it with my really good friend. At first, I wanted to dig a hole and hide, but I had the time of of my life. Each day we played fun games and learned tennis (of course) The final day, we did a one point tournament basically, you have one chance to get the point. If you miss the ball or don’t make it into the court, your opponent wins. I went against my really good friend. The odds of me winning were 1%
It all started on a warm spring day during the last quarter of my junior year. My brother, Travis, had been dating a girl, Graye, for about two years, and he wanted to ask her to marry him. They were quite serious, and Graye had been passive aggressively hinting to Travis that all of her friends were getting married. The problem was that she was older than all of them, yet there she was still dating the same guy for almost two years, and she wasn’t engaged. So, Travis decided to take her on a traditional
The day of my last softball game was the most terrifying day of my life. I have been playing softball for my whole life, Usually your last game is bittersweet and sad, mine was the complete opposite.One reason why the day of last softball game was absolutely horrid, was because it was the championship game and the whole game the score was back and forth, neither team could keep the lead.Another reason the day of my last softball game was extremly scary is because my dad who is the coach, randomly