My Sister Candice And I Were Sitting At Silence

I am your pilot this morning, and I will be taking you to Newark, New Jersey. The flight will be about three hours. Sit back, relax and have a good flight. I looked to my left to see my parents on their phones, not paying attention to any of their surroundings. There was a long line of people in the aisle waiting to take their seats, each person pushing large suitcases. In the row across for us, Jack was sitting in the row seat listening to music. Since there was four of us Jack had to sit by himself with two other strangers but he didn’t mind. The engines suddenly started to roar as I started to get pushed gently back into my seat. The front of the plane started to rise from the ground and as soon as I noticed we were up in the air. I took a deep breathe as I took my backpack out under the seat. I grabbed my new book “Looking for Alaska” and began to read. One of my friends gave it to me as a going away gift because she knew I loved to read. After a while, my mind slowly started to drift off onto a whole different planet. I was still in shock that I just left all my friends and I was moving to New Jersey. The whole situation was not processing through my head and I thought that we were just going on vacation to New Jersey, and we were not actually about to live there. Even thinking about having to make new friends and joining a new soccer team sent chills down my body. I am always shy around new people and now I have to break out of my

I felt ecstatic to participate in our team tradition to hold hands as we salute. She congratulated me and held out her hand. I clutched her hand, even though my hands were shaking and sweating. The announcer asked us to salute, and we raised both of our hands, still locked together, as my team did before. I stepped down from the podium, still shaking, and all of my teammates congratulated me. I thanked them and sat down. I heard my name called once more; as a result, I looked up excitedly. Instead of a medal, I received a small purple bag addressed to me. I opened it and noticed a small stuff animal. I took it out and read the tag. It read: We knew you could do it! Love, Mom, Dad and Mason. I smiled. Immediately following, the announcer called our team, Silvia’s Gymnastics, for a first place team award! Our entire team jumped up onto the podium and took our trophy. Our coach congratulated us and pulled me aside to personally tell me how proud she felt about my accomplishment. I thanked her and joined my parents on the bleachers. They congratulated me and we drove home. When we arrived, my family all sat down together and ate ice cream cones as we discussed my competition. Before this day, I felt frustrated with the sport; pessimism overtook my psyche. Then, however, joyfulness filled my heart, and everything around me became so positive and cheerful. I

Just before we arrived at the meet Coach Tuch had asserted to the team, “This is it, the day we have been training for guys. You truly need to give this one your all.” As soon as I knew it we were there. I felt like throwing up and crying all at the same time. It was cold, windy, and dry. The course was rough. As Shelby and I were warming up for our race we both knew that this was going to be one of the most challenging race of our lives. We were done and the race was about start as I heard Sydney yell, “ You got this girls let’s go!”

It was a sunny Monday morning before school, except we didn't smell the usual bacon or sausage. So we went down stairs and checked the clock. It was 12:30 P.M. Mom kept us home from school. We asked why, and she said “We are going somewhere that will change your lives.” My brother and I ran upstairs to get our stuff. Most people have suitcases that have their initials,but my brother and I are both A.C., so we have our names. Mine, Atticus Ceallach and his, Albion Ceallach. We both grabbed our suitcases, and packed whatever we could fit (which isn't a lot). As we were packing I saw a picture of me and my friend Brooklyn at summer camp. That was the next summer of my life. I thought about how much I would miss her, and a tear rolled down my cheek. I slipped the small

Afterwards I calmly lead her through the torrential rain to attempt to find my mom who somewhere in the wild mess of people. I grab Ashley’s arm so that she does not get lost in the crowd and I am able to locate my mom. At this point Ashley is near tears, so my mom and I lead her under a set of bleachers to wait out the rain. I realized at that point, I had never felt so calm before, because usually I am the one who is terrified at little things and cowers behind others. Yet at this moment I realized I couldn’t be that person, for the sake of my best friend. After about twenty minutes the rain slightly let up and after finding my dad and brother we all quickly walked to our car, exhausted from the night we silently drove

Jane and Nhi was at an app. Dinner was delicous sphaghitti. Jane and Nhi got home. They ate dinner whileI went upsatirs to do my stuff since I ws done eating. Upstairs I played my guitar and rewrote my thing in my writing journlal for school. I changed into a peom. Inside of the random stuff I wrote down I made a poem called Unforgettable and Wonders.Around 6:45 Nhi wanted me to go on a bike ride. We did we biked around to Devinere Farms park and then by the Kishuwakee River. Only a little because it was getting dark and the sun already set it was just a few clear clouds left. We stopped to take lots of pictires. We got home at 7:45. Jane and My were watching Big Brother,that game show is on 3 day in a week. Anyways,I went upstairs to hang out with Nhi. I bought in my writers journal to decorate it. I ended up reading the older magaiznes other then cutting it out. I didn’t have ideas in my head and was about to gie up afte only finding a skittles founing,a cute dog chewing a ball and flowers. Then,I saw this horizantal picture of a Hollywood sunset. It was for Hollywood stars but I jut cut that

Then my brother, both my sisters, and parents got out of the car, and the first item I saw was advertising for the park. The advertising said “Hollywood Studios” and had a picture of a rollercoaster, and all I felt was butterflies in my stomach. The next day we woke up in the early morning to get ready so that we could arrive when the park opened. When we arrived, I could see all the rides and an enormous crowd of people swarming around trying to find the shortest line to enter the park the fastest. My sister grabbed me hastily and said “Come on, Alex, let's go get on The Rock N Roller coaster.” My parents walked with us, but they didn't ride the roller coaster, so my sister and I were the only ones from our family. As we waited in line, I felt mixed feelings shoot through my body. Then my turn came, and I slowly entered the blue seat of the ride and buckled up tightly, making sure nothing at all could get loose. On a screen the ride counted down, six, five, four, three,

When I arrived back at the hotel, I opened Skype on my netbook. After a few minutes of loading, my sister’s face appeared. She was so bright and cheery, and I loved her so much. She told me she missed me, and I told her that I wished I could have brought her along. When our conversation ended, I cried. Here I was at an amusement park while my little sister, who had never gone on a ride in her life, was at home. I felt like a spoiled brat. I spent $150 on the trip that could have gone to rent or to my other sister’s college tuition, so I punished myself by eating canned soup for the rest of the week.

I remember sitting at our dining room table, looking past the window. I wasn’t much older than eleven. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and I was bored out of my mind. I sighed, wishing there was something exciting to do. My mother told me that I should go outside and play, but I had already played at our playground what seemed like a million times already. The playground was only ten yards away from our small 800 square foot apartment, in the heart of Omaha, Nebraska. This was a convenience to some kids, but to me it was aggravating. I sat there in that wooden dining chair thinking how this summer had been one of the most uneventful summers I had ever had. I daydreamed about the summers of when I was living in Upstate New York. Ever since

Everything had led up to this moment. There were the remaining two finalists at the 2006 Winter Olympic Games, ready to risk it all. I tensed my shoulders, ready to make the final jump that would land me onto the podium. After jumping off the bed and nailing a perfect landing, I was an all American gymnast. I ran toward the makeshift gold medal, a marvelous sight made of a single dollar coin taped to a piece of yard. I looked backwards to see how the other finalist had fared, and every compelling emotion swapped places for a single word: dread. Forty minutes later, we were at JFK’s emergency center, awaiting the results of my brother’s MRI.

A few days later, our team had started practicing for our first tournament. It was on the following weekend and D.P Todd was hosting. Our couches Jenni Stern, and Jen Brunn were preparing us to play our first game, this game was against the host team. Soon the day of the tournament approached. On the day of the game our whole team was suited up in our uniforms. The game had started and myself, and Gurveet were sitting on the bench, waiting for our turn to go play. Finally we were called up to go play. When we went on our team was leading by about twenty points. I had gone out and felt a relief, and felt this is my home. The basketball court is my home. We had won our first game, beating the host team roughly by thirty points. After this

I stood in the elevator , knees shaking . When my sister Charity blurted out she lost wifi, I lost it. So, without my phone I was scared hot and couldn’t think. When the elevator doors burst open I was the first person the bolt out the elevator. When I looked over the edge, what I saw was beautiful . The Rockefeller skate center glimmered in the moonlight.

Here again, At the baseball field with my three friends Allison, Emily, Miya. We always go there after school. So me and my three friends met up at the field at 1:00 on Friday the 13, a2012. We wanted to see who can hit the ball the farthest. So we got in are gear and that’s when Allison pitched the ball at me. I hit the ball so hard and I could hear the medal bat hit the ball. The ball went flying in the air. And that’s when I notest that it went straight threw Mr.Toms window. We almost got away with it but then we herd “Little girls come here right know.”

In between the tree-covered hills of Sand Run Metro Park lies a quiet street where I spent summers at my grandmother’s house. Each day, my grandmother planned an adventure; while most adventures ended in a delicious black raspberry ice cream cone from our favorite creamery, one distinctly ended with a scar. On another sweltering day, anticipating the adventure ahead, I buckled into my grandma’s car wearing my favorite watermelon sundress. When we pulled up to the state fairgrounds, I immediately proclaimed where I wanted to go first, the horse barn. Moments after entering the barn, a spooked mare kicked me in the forehead; my next memory consists of my grandma applying pressure to my head and comforting me while I cried about getting blood

“Kylee it’s time to get up!” Mom yelled as she was finishing getting ready. “We need to go to the airport!” It was in the moment I was so excited it was finally time, after waiting all those years to go to Las Vegas! I jumped out of bed unlike most mornings and my heart was filled with joy! I hurried to get ready and threw my bags in the car. We rushed to the the kennel to drop off my dog. I was really sad I hate leaving my dog at the kennel by herself. It makes me feel like a bad person, I wish we could bring her with us. I remembered that I was going to Las Vegas it made me feel alot happier. Then my family and I started heading to Cedar Rapids. We got to the airport then parked our car. I walked in smelling all of the delicious food! I went to get breakfast and took a seat a little anxiously mostly because the only time I flew was when I went to Florida when I was 8. Until I heard, “142 flight to Las Vegas is boarding now.” I jumped clear out of my seat and rushed to the doors that were slowly opening to board the plane. I was sitting on the airplane watching my favorite movie “The Proposal” laughing all the way there. The lady announced on the speaker “All passengers please fasten your seat belts we are about to land in about 5 minutes. I was excited but I was scared for the landing my ears were popping in and out and as soon as I hit the ground I bounced out of my seat. After we landed I screamed, I was in Las Vegas! There were so many people there you wouldn't believe it. We went to grab our bags from the huge baggage claim and look for our limo driver. When we found her she greeted us and we took a picture in front of the limo. That was one of the best experiences of my life. I felt so happy and excited. I felt like a celebrity.