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.

“In about three months, so we have to get prepared for you to come in.”

After talking to Angela Figi, i felt finally we were going to have the family i never had and prayed for. The day he was born was amazing and a bit scary. Like most woman

I saw him walk into the kitchen and whispered my name, "Isabelle." The way he said my name made me almost put my gun down and hug him, and let him take me like he did months ago.

Then I remember the lady asking us if we had a name for him. We responded that we were deciding between Falcon and Jasper. The meeting went well we paid them and put our new dog in the van with us. I sat in the back so our dog would not feel alone. He stayed attached to my leg the whole time. We then got home and he as so worn out from the day that I sat on the floor with him and he laid down next to me and fell asleep using my leg as a pillow. After asking the whole family we decided on the name Jasper! Days passed and he got much more used to us. His crate was kept in my room and after I was sure he was potty trained, I started letting him on my bed to sleep with me, which at the time no dogs were allowed on beds or couches. However, many days and weeks passed and that is the first time I had truly felt joyful in a while. I am so glad that we could adopt him.

“That," she said. "Is the first time I’ve seen him show so much energy.”  "This is the second time this little guy has been part of our display.  He stays there and only comes out his corner to get a drink of water."

When he realized that I was in need to survive myself and raise my other two minor children, he decided to stay to succor us. That was an act of filial piety that will be forever in my mind, heart and soul.

“Just pet him, and support his head. That’s already a million times better than leaving it hanging.”

“Today, your mom and I went to look at dogs, and we looked up a breeder, and we found out he lives about an hour away, so the day we are going to go to his house on wednesday, when you guys don't have school. I know you guys have been begging for a dog forever and we thought about it and we think you guys are ready for the responsibility.”

Finally, that night we were able to go see her. She was in the NICU and when I first seen her she had cords and wires attached to her everywhere, and she was so little and perfect. It was like love at first sight, I just wished we could take her home. Then the doctors walked over.

Almost four years ago, my parents decided to surprise my sister, Hannah, and me by getting a dog. It all started when we drove up to the house of an “old friend” of my parents. When we walked up to the front door, we saw a wooden sign of a Portuguese Water Dog, hanging from a window on the door, and it occurred to Hannah and I what was going on. A lady came to the door, holding what was about to be our new dog. The next we brought home sweet, little Bella.

The minute I glanced at my soon-to-be dog, well more like puppy I knew he was the one. He was the tiniest thing ever. My eyes lit up. I was the happiest little girl.

The morning sunshine seeped through the cracks between my shutters, lighting up my room. I could hear the clock ticking and the rays of sunlight bouncing off of my eyelids. I barely got any sleep last night because I was ecstatic that tomorrow was, my birthday! I jumped up out of bed, how could I have forgotten that it was my birthday? Suddenly all of my drowsiness turned it into excitement and I jumped up, throwing the red gradient quilt off of my bed. I slowly walked out of my room, making very little noise, checking to see if anyone else was awake. I peeked through the intricate staircase railings and tried to spot anyone downstairs, no one was in sight. I tiptoed down the cream coloured stairs, reached the bottom and got startled when my mom yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”, her voice bouncing off the walls of house. A grin so big spread across my face, I couldn’t believe I was turning four years old!

so nervous. I wanted everyone to love him as much as I did. My sister

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.