The Day Of My Sixteenth Birthday

Today was my sixteenth birthday, but no one seemed to notice. I spent all day slouching around school, in every class, and at home. I thought today would be different since

of sixteen making my sweet sixteen a good-bye party to difficulties none of us had

It was a sunny yet cloudy day, the ozone and earthy smell from the upcoming rain wafted continuously through my nose; these type of days were and still are my favorite. I had a feeling that today was going to be one of those special days, everything was going smoothly. My mother didn't wake me up at the crack of dawn to wash and clean up, I didn't have any chores to do today, and my family was coming over for a Saturday dinner. The biggest surprise of the day was when my uncle invited me to tag along to go shopping with him, something he rarely, if ever, did because it meant going to the city that was bustling with people. Uncle said that he was going to take me to meet someone “special.” Based on how swell the day was going I could tell that it was going to get even better.

Unremarkable in its self since we all have birthdays, yet specifically memorable to me since my predictable weekly pattern changed. That Saturday my father drove my brothers and I to the library instead of my mother. What had been a lifetime pattern of adventure and exploration shard with someone who loved the written word as much as myself had now been pasted to someone who wondered why he was missing an afternoon nap in his recliner. None the less, Mother assured me of his commitment and hurried me along claiming to need every available minute in order to bake my cake and prepare for the

I slowly turn the handle to open the door, push it open a crack, just to see if I could hear anything. There was still no sound. From the small crack of the slightly opened door, I could still see flashing lights. Opening the door more, I suspiciously looked down the hall to make sure no one was around. Then, I quickly sneaked in and shut the door.

The started off just like it did every monday. I grabbed a coffee and a sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit. I drove my truck into the parking lot and parked in my regular spot. I didn’t see any students, so I thought Mrs. Trinidad had either postponed the school day or she had a surprise assembly and they were all in the Auditorium. Right before I went into the west building I seen Mrs. Trinidad walking frantically to her car. I knew there was something wrong.

After throwing on my book bag I headed to school. It's a short drive since I live right in front of the school. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing. The cold air stung my face and as I breathed, the frigid air escaped like smoke. I started up my old, beat-up car and prepared to go to the place I hated most. I glared at the stop sign and rolled to a stop, feeling my heart clench as a thousand memories tore into me. Every day, she would wait there for me, the sweetest smile on her face. With her absence, the frozen over stop sign mocked me for my stupidity. Shaking my head, I continued

That damp, March morning marked exactly two weeks until spring break. I walked into my classroom, and hung my coat on the back of my seat. My high heels had about an inch of water in them. I had the luck of stepping in a puddle of water just before I entered the school building. I On the whiteboard behind my desk, I wrote, “Today is March 3rd, 2016. Please turn in math worksheet #7 on Mrs. Price’s desk.” I glanced into the coat closet, and my heart sunk into my feet. That atrocious red sweater was still in the coat closet, lonely and forgotten. That sweater

“Have a good day Ophelia,” bellowed my mom as I sprinted out the front door. I waved in a response while sprinting down the pavement. Today was my third day of university and I had my psych 121.3 class at 11:00. It was currently 10:15 and I wasn’t going to risk being late. The bus ride was quick and I got

I fasten my seatbelt as I sit in the car. A glimmer of the morning sunrise , and a crackle of the window creep upon me. I blare 96.5 KISS FM, as to my favorite song comes on. Stitches by Shawn Mendes. As a matter of fact, it’s just another ordinary school day. We pull up in the appalling parking lot as my dad drops me off. “WOW, another day of this horror.” I say to myself. I hit up a chat with my best friend Paige although soon we had to head to class. I have loads of books in my backpack so I rush to my locker to unpack them.

“Honey, it’s no problem, just don’t waste it.” She says as she interrupts me. My mother sets down the plate, and I already have the syrup in my hand, ready to drown the pancakes and the bacon. I quickly eat my pancakes and the greasy, yet delicious bacon. My dad walks into the room, dressed in his suit ready to go to work. He never went to college, but now works for Nike and makes millions. Surprising what you can do without going to college. I grab my bag and my bright orange wallet, realizing it’s 8:30. I kiss my mom and dad goodbye, and give Will a quick wave. I pull the handle of my suitcase and walk out the door, where my best friend, Izzy, is

The day I graduated high school was the day I thought about how I would barely see my dog, Dulce, anymore (I graduated in Nicaragua). Throughout my whole life I’ve been accustomed to having dogs in the house, taking them out on walks, teaching them how to do tricks, having them sleep by my feet on my bed. Leaving Dulce was going to be tough for me because she brought a lot of happiness into my life; she was the sweetest dog I’ve ever met. Her name literally means sweet, so it fit very well with her. As I prepared to leave to Canada for my post secondary education, I messaged my sister and asked her what she thought about getting a dog; she loved the idea.

It wasn’t until the morning of Saturday, May 21, 2016 that I realized what the true feeling of unconditional love was. The moment a parent looks into his or her child’s eyes there is just so much love it’s unbelievable. People think they know what love is when they love a significant other, family member, or a close friend; however, that love is nothing compared to the love a parent experiences the day his or her child is born. That is the love I felt the moment I placed my beautiful baby boy on my chest.

“BANG BANG BANG!” No one answered the door again. I slowly turned the doorknob. The door was

One memorable day in my life was when my grandmother threw me a big surprise birthday party on my birthday which was Aug,19th . My party was at chuckycheeses by east point mall so my sister help my grandma out she act like we was going to the mall to go shopping and I was like no I don’t want to go shopping I want to go to chuckycheeses and my sister kept saying no your too old for chuckycheeses now I was mad. So she went to the mall and was walking around for like 2 hours I was like is this all we going do today then somebody call my sister phone and was like meet me a chuckycheeses so we got in the car and drove down the street .when we arrived at chuckycheeses it was empty like it probably was only like a good 10 people there.my sister friend came up to the car and was like lets go play so games and order some pizza so we went in the building .when we got in chuckycheeses all the people that was in there stop what they was doing and was looking at us like a celebrity just walked in the door well it was one me the birthday girl .so I sat down at a table while my sister and her friend went to order some coins and pizza but instead she bought a big cake out that said happy 7th birthday Karena all my cousins and my grandma and some other people jumped out and was