Narrative Essay About My Birthday

The sky was always blue holding sunshine rays in her world. Her name was Rosaline Deponte, my great-grandma. The continuous smile that she showed on her face reminded us how precious life is and to not take things for granted. Cold wood floors that could easily freeze toes, single-walled construction, shut rows of jalousie windows, and the smell of warm sweet bread on the counter 24/7, that was Rosaline’s house.

My phone’s alarm went off early in the morning; I let it play a little more as the alarm was my favorite song. Instead of being cranky by the alarm, I bumped to it. The birds chirped from all angles, the neighbor’s dogs barked at each other, while he was too busy mowing to lawn. But, I was in a terrific mood anyway. The blinds, slightly open, let bright sun rays hit my floor, while the A/C blasted. I slowly got up, and let out a loud yawn. Bones cracked at every single body joint. The pleasing aroma of coffee and the savoring smell of eggs filled up my nostrils. I put both feet down, and head to the pull-up bar where I hang on it for a few seconds, stretching out my spine. I turn my head toward the calendar to make sure today was the day. Indeed it was, reading the month of July with 2008 written in big, bold letters. Butterflies filled up my stomach with goosebumps everywhere.

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.

I couldn’t bare the idea of losing her. I tiptoed downstairs as silently as possible while frantically scanning the house. I spotted light coming from under the kitchen door which had been left ajar. Hearing hushed screams, I made my way towards it. It sounded like my mother so I peaked inside only to see my father menacingly towering over the kitchen counter and my mother on the other side. I was frozen and just kept looking at them. I shouldn’t have because when I looked closer I saw the hatred in each other’s eyes and something I thought I would never see in my mother’s reddened eyes … tears. My dad’s fists were tightened to the point where his knuckles where white and his face was hard while he spat every single word with venom. I don’t know how my mother managed, but she met his glare and kept her stance while looking equally mad. I couldn’t hear what they where saying at that time because I was so surprised. This scene, I can never unsee. I can’t tell how much time I stayed there watching them, but I deduced that what seemed to be like forever was maybe a few minutes. Thankfully they were so engrossed in their conversation, that they didn’t notice

My worst birthday was this year. I went to a Twins game with my dad, stepmom, and sisters, Olivia (who is 15) and Natalie (who is 6.) The game wasn’t the bad part, I actually had a lot of fun. Well… that’s after this happened.

At 6:00 am I rose up from a deep sleep on a Monday morning ready to get the day started. Getting up I get dressed, eat breakfast, and head for the bus. At school everything is pretty supposed and calm, my friends keep asking 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 get home around 4:00 pm on the way, from the bus stop I check the mail when I get in the house I lay the mail on the kitchen counter. I head upstairs and get comfortable and 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, I open up the letter and it states “ your sharp, aching death is upon you”. All I feel is an intense pain in my stomach and I ran to the bathroom as I look in the mirror I see nothing, not nobody. While looking in the mirror, seeing nothing I get the urge to puke, so I ran to the toilet. Leaning over the toilet with my eyes close barfing my guts out. As I open my eyes, I see that puke up blood I hurried up and ran to my brother's room. Banging on his door to come to my room when he reaches my room, I handed him the letter, he read silently with no expression. “Serena, what I’m suppose to be reading?” my brother says “your suppose to being that I suppose to have a cold aching death upon me” I said. We go back and forth arguing over what we read on

A cold shiver went down my back, goosebumps were all over my arms, the moment my mom called felt like a dejavu. My heart was racing when I saw her name appear on the screen of my cell phone. We text every day, but she never calls during the week, due to the 6 hour time difference. It must be urgent if she cannot wait until the weekend when we skype.

It had been 2 years since the day my bestfriend gave birth to my godchild and it felt surreal that I was on my way to Miracles birthday party. So much has changed over the last couple years it blew my mind when i thought about it. 4 months after miracle was born kevin was shot and killed in one of his trap houses that had devestaded everyone especially Major, he looked up to kevin and when kevin died he became a new person. we began seeing him less and less and then he dissappeared. I always asked around on the low if anybody had seen or heard from him but nobody had, not even his close friends. I prayed he would just come home. I even had some big changes that happened in my life i graduated from highschool and got a better job as a receptionist at the hospital Dreka was once admitted too. They saw me there so much they offered me a job. My mom even got married and moved to TX that hurt me because she never once asked if i wanted to go or asked if I planned to go. so when she left I moved into a small apartment bought a car, and even started dating this guy from my old block named Quain. I had met him while I moved the little belongings i had out of my moms apartment. He had offered to take my boxes to my car and I let him since the elevator to our apartment building was out and I was tired of walking to the fifth floor. We has exchanged numbers and hung out a couple times before we decided to make it official. He was diffrent from any guy from my old hood that sold drugs

My mother told me that in order for my Melanie to come over, I had to clean the house. I tried to use the excuse of not feeling well to get out of it, but it didn’t work. I begged my younger brother to help me and he just laughed at me and continued playing his video games. There was no way I was getting out of it. I cleaned every single room in my house and scrubbed the floors until they were spotless. At about 11:00 PM, I had finished my chores around the house and I could finally call Melanie to ask if she wanted to stay with me for my birthday. She was almost as excited about this weekend as I was.

It was a beautiful day, everything was still and quiet. It was perfect. Unfortunately, perfect never last very long. Suddenly the alarm on my watch started to make a horrible, loud beeping sound. That meant Kayla would be here any second. But what if she wasn’t there that one day, the day of my birthday. I continued to ask myself if that horrifying day would have turned out different.

One morning on an exciting saturday, on Pismo Beach, August in the year 6028 a boy named Sam woke up to the delicious smell of bacon and french toast. Today was exciting because today is Sam’s 14th birthday, and he got to spend it with his family and friends. Probably one of the most exciting things for Sam, was that today he was going to get all of the attention and presents and sweets, and maybe that amazing 3609 Hoverboard he’s been begging from his parents for the longest time. Sam got ready with his new clothes and some cool shoes he got from his grandma before she left out of state, after he got done dressing he walked down stairs as quickly as possible. He couldn’t think he could wait any longer, his mouth was watering with that delicious smell of bacon and french toast his mother made him, guessing it was a surprise for his birthday.

This birthday was different from the others. I was turning 12 years old and this day was the worst of them all. The moment we got on the plane I felt some weird substance running down my face. I didn’t believe this was happening on this day, they could have choose any other day but they had decisioned this one instead.

The day after my 9th birthday was unforgettable. It was horrifying. It all started on the day of my birthday. I was rushing out of the doorway tripping over my own feet just to get in the car. It was July 19th 2015 and we were headed to Great wolf lodge to celebrate my birthday. My mom told me I could bring three friends. I new I wanted to bring my friends Ashley and Jenna. They were about the same age as me. I also picked a friend from school and her name was Madison.

People in the wonderful United States of American look forward to celebrating their birthday. Some people may wonder what did happen on their special day throughout history. I have wondered about if any significant events that could have happened on my birthday, and through my research, I have discovered several notable events that happened on February 2nd.

It is April 4th. It is my 21 birthday.21 years ago I was born and got named Thea. My mom Emily, dad James, sister Maddison, and brother Liam are coming over to celebrate my birthday. There are a few things I must do before they come.