There have been many times I have dealt with this pain. Each time it seems to get easier. Does the pain ever fade or go away? The answer is no, it doesn’t ever lessen or disappear. The pain is still there, but eventually I start to realize what is really happening. I now understand, although I begin to feel more pain, the ones I love no longer do and they will always be there with me in spirit. When I first felt the distress of this I was between the ages of nine and ten. My dog, Bailey, had been my family’s dog since my brother, Shane, was two, and since my little brother and I were born. We all loved her and she had been through so much with us, including a house fire, a house flood, and us moving five times three of the five happened to be across the country. We also had two cats Giodee and Rolie Polie Olie, who we called Big Kitty and Polie. She loved them and never barked or attacked them. Whenever my dad would play-fight with Shane and I Bailey would attack him, defending her babies. There were a couple of times, some of my dad's work friends would come to our house and she would inspect them like a guard dog. Bailey was like my dad’s baby and she was very spoiled. “She’s my little girl” he used to say and if I mention her today he still says these exact words. He was the one to find her.
He said, “There were six identical puppies and she was just quietly sitting in the back corner not barking and not jumping. I looked at her and said that’s the perfect dog and took
I’m ideally pessimistic, therefore I’m not easily influenced. Receiving a large amount of honor, uniquely I come off as formidable. I’m only 17 moreover, I’m just now starting to find myself. I feel as if without comfort I would perform surpassingly, accordingly I’m precisely individualistic. Throughout my childhood I’ve had various coaches not only in sports, likewise for life. Being adolescents, we imagine our parent to become our role model, opposingly I’m just now finding mine.
Last year, in October during the cheerleader’s concert, that my mom and dad were singing at, I asked, “Do you want to dance?” My mom said, “yes”. Walking out to dance, she fell and accidently tripped me and landed on my ankle. It felt as if someone was breaking my leg in half. It got really numb where I couldn’t feel it, but I still knew I was in some pain. Picking me up off the ground, my mom sat me on the bleachers. Everyone came over there and it was really embarrassing. My dad carried me to the car and we drove to the dollar store to buy me an icepack to put on it.
And on our way home, she almost peed in the backseat of the car because she was so scared. However, when we finally got home, she was overjoyed that she finally had a good home where she would be loved forever. Not only by six humans, but by three other animals including, two cats and one other dog named bella, tiger, my two cats, and libby, the other dog. She had to go right into the backyard because we were worried about how she would act around the other animals. But when she smelled Libby’s breath on the toys she busted through the screen door and she licked all of the animals until they looked like they swam in a pool.
We invited Baby’s best friend Sadie (a poodle down the street), and Mika (Bridget’s bulldog), over to enjoy the festivities. We were going to pick out some toys for gift bags for Mika and Sadie. When we were in Pet Smart, Baby was running through the isles pulling me along behind him. When we rounded the corner with the toys, this lady was standing there. She had a little Boston terrier. That little dog started showing his teeth and growling at Baby, so I shortened the leash and brought Baby closer to me. I did
"He's a magnificent, amazingly prepared pooch," Grannan said. "He plays with my child, he's incredible with the family and he's in this way, so sweet."
She was a lot of fun to play with and she was very energetic. We did not get her that day, but the employees told us that the dog we were interested in was going to be at Petsmart the next day. We went to Petsmart and we were going to make the final decision if we were going to get her. My sister and I really wanted her but my dad was hesitant about the idea of getting her. He did not know if we were ready for another dog. My sister and I really wanted her so we exclaimed “ we will do everything to take care of the dog!”
The Breeder meets us and says to my mom “well ya’ll puppy dawg is right through ear.” As soon a she opened her mouth I was questioning getting our dog from here. We follow her into the dog house that’s where all of the different breeds of dogs are and end up all the way at the end. She hands us the puppy. He was a Tricolored cocker spaniel and had big front paws and the cutest little eye brows that I fell In love with. She gives it to my mom first and then my mom gives him to me. Finally I got my dog and he was so cute and so soft. Now we need a name.
“My mamma ate bad. My grandma ate bad. Now, the food was good, so good, but you know it’s like soul food, so it’s not that good for you. My mamma had diabetes too. I’m sure grandma did too, but she didn’t go to the doctor ever. She couldn’t afford it. I can though. That’s how I found out I had diabetes. I got it from them, of that I am sure.”
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Deep in Unova, a forest was alive with the sounds of bug and bird Pokémon. A newly hatched Sewaddle crawled along the branch of a tall Oran berry tree, eyeing a particularly large, juicy looking Oran berry dangling tauntingly above its head. The small bug Pokémon reached up with two of its stubby legs, resting its body weight on its remaining four. Unfortunately for the Sewaddle, the berry was still out of reach. Growing frustrated, the little Pokémon raised its body higher and stood on only two of its six legs, its body straining as it tried to reach the berry.
Let me tell you why im awesome. I’m awesome because I’m athletic. I’m a great team-mate and I also run fast. When I was younger I wanted to be a professional soccer player because I just loved that sport so much. And because of that dream it made me athletic. It gave me the ability to run fast, but best of all it made me a great team mate.
A time where I felt as if I had messed up really bad was when I was a sophomore, I was in the softball team and it was my first game of the season. I had never played softball before in my entire life so I was pretty nervous. I practiced everyday but to be in an actual game was really nerve racking for me but I tried my best to keep my cool. During the game, my coach calls me in to play right field. It went fine because I felt as if I didn’t do much, none of the girls were batting the ball to my direction so I was just pretty much standing or rather in the position I was supposed to be in and waiting. It was time to switch so now our team had to bat, I waited to see if I would be next and to my surprise, I was. As I went up I felt my legs
Outside the studio apartment in Hollywood, Eddie notices an entry call access system. Buzzing to her studio 103, the entryway unlocks and invites her in. With her overnight bag in
Kara Gubler woke up at her regular time, 5:15 in the morning, took her shower, got dressed; in her purple Adidas sweatpants and black Adidas sweatshirt, ate her favorite breakfast; Corn Flakes with Milk, and headed out the door. It was 6:30 when she got a taxi to 6142 Roswell Rd, where she would get her new Pointe shoes. When she opened the door at 7:45 she was welcomed with the familiar scent of foot deodorant. After a few seconds of awkwardly standing in the doorway, Kara was greeted by an older, heavyset woman. “Who are you and what time is your appointment?” the older woman asked “Hi I’m Kara Gubler and my appointment time was 7:30” Kara answered politely. “Well I would normally decline late appointments, but I’m feeling giving today, go take a seat”. Kara went to the corner of the store where there were dozens of boxes of shoes, waiting to be tried on.
Life can be hard when you think you have to be perfect. At home my parents always told me to do my best and they would be happy. Doing your best is one thing, but in my mind, I had to exceed even more. I had a goal to have 100% for all my overall grades. Well if you think about it, I was letting it bother me a little too much.