My Special Day Essay

“Happy birthday dear Marley, happy birthday to you!” Of course, my dad just had to go all out and he announced as loud as he could in the house. “13 years ago the famous Marley Jackson was born on June 18th of 1781 and by god was it the best day!” The workers in the house all clapped after my dad's announcement.

The most memorable day of life was when my cousin, Dwayne, and I decided we were going to see a movie. The new Fast and Furious movie had just come out, and we thought it would be nice to take our girlfriends. Before we went to the movies, we took a drive which we call “the eastern ride.” It’s a very pleasant ride with nice wind beautiful night skies. We put on some romantic music and when we got to this spot called “Point Udall,” there were some guys over there at the time that we didn’t know, but we really didn’t pay them no mind. That is just how my cousin and I were at the time. We never paid attention because we never caused trouble at all. But when It came to us, we were ready for it. So when one of the guys started talking nonsense to my cousin, I was standing there and just smiling in my head. I was like who is this guy really talking to? I told my cousin, “don’t bother with that.” That is not the match we usually look for and we left.

There are many pivotal points in a person's life which mark important milestones. The marking of one of these milestones for me all started when I was four years of age. My dream was to become tall enough to reach the twizzlers that were kept from me atop the fridge. This is an important memory I have from when I was young because it taught me how important it is to have dreams.

The sky was dark and sad that day, but even with a climate that gloomy it was a happy afternoon. Mom and dad made plans to go shopping for new clothes. We were in the U.S.A. and I was five, so I really didn’t have a choice to decide whether to go or not to where they were going shopping. The good thing was that my dad’s friend, Jacky, who was taking us to Walmart, promised me there were a lot of toys I could see, and compromised that if I liked one a lot she would buy it for me. It was the best feeling I had experienced in my small life.

I woke up to the sounds of pans banging and bacon sizzling, and pancakes cooking. It was a gorgeous morning filled with joy and hope, these days are my favorite days. The sun is shining and the wind is blowing calmly. The birds are chirping their happy songs as the sound of kids having little discussions arose in the atmosphere. I was but the smell of bacon and pancakes over through me and got me off my twin size bed full of unorganized soft warming blankets. I walked down the winding stairs to find my little sister banging pans like she was in a band, my mom didn’t like it but i just laughed and smiled.

I woke up early Saturday morning excited yet very nervous. It was July twenty-second which meant the day I found out if I could really ride. My boyfriend Zach and a couple of buddies from work decided that a trip to Haspin was the perfect way to celebrate Josh’s twenty-first birthday. It was supposed to be a big group that would go but ended up just being five us.

Every birthday is supposed to be special and happy right? Wrong. They are for sure memorable, but not necessarily in a good way. Do you ever have an experience that ruins something that you had cherished for so long? There have been lots of times in my life that I have been confronted with situations that changed the way I viewed myself and others, there is one distinct time that I remember abruptly changing my view, and finally learning some very important messages. On the particular day that my eyes were opened, my birthday, I had one of the most confusing, irritating, frustrating days of my life. A day I will remember for as long as I live. Birthdays were an event that I had so dearly cherished before this one, my 7th birthday, after that, they were ruined forever.

happened on his/her birthday before he/she was even thought of? Do they ever wonder about the special events that happened on that day besides their birth? I was astonished to have found out how much had happened on October 19.

Thursdays have become my favourite day of the week. Every second Thursday is payday, so it's little wonder I received a phone call from Patsy this morning, asking if I'd like to accompany her to the movies. Better still, we get to attend the luxurious cinema, the one with a wide variety of movies instead of the dollar theatre with only two. After making arrangements to meet at the cinema at twelve, I check the weather before selecting the appropriate attire, another brisk day with the possibility of snow. Once I adorn myself with jeans and my favourite midnight-blue hoodie, I delve into the depths of my wardrobe in search of my winter coat. As I bringing out of solitary confinement, I bring it to my nose and inhale deeply. The scent of washing powder remains on the coat instead of the musky smell that saturated it two weeks ago. After tying my hair back, I check my appearance in my full-length mirror. Just as I expected, I resemble a toasted marshmallow. No wonder I never wear this coat to work. The intercom buzzes, indicating the arrival of the taxi. I abandon the mirror and gather my bag and winter accessories, and adorn them as I skip down the stairs to brave the winter chill.

This day was not a regular day, it was crazy and there was no way it could get any crazier, or so I thought. The day started off great I woke by the rosters going crazy.Plus, I woke up to a million text saying Happy New Years. I ate a good meal. After that I played on my phone for a little bit.Once I was done with that my aunt had asked me if I wanted to go to a little town of shops I said yes, because I LOVE to shop.I also went with my big brother and cousin. We bought fireworks from my cousin’s stand. On our way back to my grandma’s house, my aunt's car BROKE DOWN! Plus, it was like 98 degrees outside, we were there for almost an hour. It got hotter and hotter every minute! I know it was close to 100 degrees! I was so bored and hungry and a little bit sleepy.To keep me not so bored I Finally an older cousin of mine came to help.He came with a new tire for the van.

I rush down, my favourite breakfast awaits; the eggs and toast, albeit simple, were prepared with care, a staple. I quickly finish my morning feast, my mom kisses me goodbye and I head out into the the glorious day. Outside the birds are chirping and the sun is in full bloom, as if to say I'm here and here I will stay: a lie. I continue to walk down the familiar road, my eyes clear, looking around me I decide to make a sharp turn heading down Ne road; a road made the same day I was born. I see my friends, they laugh, eyes planted on their phones. I wave and yell “hello,” they turn around and meet me with loving eyes. One asks if I want to play a game, I quickly nod yes and pull out my phone; a grin was plastered on my face.

Music, hats, and cowboy boots, all these things made me feel that it was the best day of my life. Melody and I went to a music festival in the heart of Las Vegas, because our parents were out of the town on the trip to Europe. Everything changed when I heard the first gunshot and the crowd screamed in terror, so I grabbed Melody’s hand and we started to run. Suddenly, I felt Melody’s palm slipping away and she fell to the ground. She gasped for air as a spot of blood started to form on her chest. I fell to my knees and screamed for help. When I looked around, I saw people running away trying to safe their own lives, so I closed my eyes and started to pray. The sound of approaching sirens startled me and as I opened my eyes, I saw several men picking my sister up to place her in an ambulance. As if instinctively, I grabbed onto the stretches and followed them, despite their protests. As we drove to the hospital, I stared at the monitor showing Melody’s pulse. Knowing that her heart was still beating gave me peace and made me feel not alone.

I am a full time State of Arizona At-Will employee and work for the Department of Child Safety as a DCS Investigator. I have been with DCS for over a year and a half and I am at their top pay level for a non-supervisor. I believe that I am being harassed by my current supervisor and her intention is to have me terminated or to force me to resign. She is about to get her wish as I am planning to resign due to the harassment.

As I sit here and think about what made me come back to school, I realize that it was my children who

On Monday morning at 6:00am, I rose from a deep sleep ready to get the day started. Getting up I get dressed, eat breakfast, and head for the bus. At school everything is normal and calm, my friends keep asking me what I want for my birthday, which is Friday. I told them all I want is to stay home, sleep, and eat some candy. At the end of the day I get on the bus and head home. I got home around 4:00 pm, I got into the house headed upstairs to get comfortable and to use the bathroom. I went downstairs to get a snack and I see a letter on the counter, with my name on it. I take the letter with me upstairs with my snack. While eating my snack, I open up the letter and it states “ your sharp, aching death is upon you”. All I feel is an