You Spend Your Best Friends 21st Birthday

December 17th, that is my birthday. Having switched school counties in middle school my birthdays always had to find the best of both worlds between two different groups of friends. Well, I had recently discovered the magic of social storytelling in games like Dungeons & Dragons. At this point three of my friends and I would meet up every two weeks for a late night session of fantasy tabletop role-playing. These nights were the high points of our social lives; it only made sense that I wanted ALL of my friends to experience this awesome game. So, I invited everyone asking them to come over around 6:00 p.m. and expect to be there until around midnight. I loaded up on snacks, came up with an adventure for us all to go through, and actually cleaned a little. Everything was set up for everyone to have fun, eat snacks, stay up late, and hopefully find a new hobby. Unfortunately that is not at all what happened.

“Birthday Party” by Katherine Brush uses literary devices such as tone, point of view, diction, and sensory details to achieve her purpose.

There were sometimes when our schedules does not match up. We just reschedule to make it a different day. Sometimes I would get in touch with her and then sometimes it would be last minute. It was has the roles had reverse and now I was getting a dose of my own medicine. I know how she felt all those times that I had done this to her. Not answering the phone and then when you finally do get in touch the schedules not match up. I make it a point now to answer the phone or text when I see that it is her, just because I see how that feels. I know she wasn’t doing it on purpose ,I think that I have put her off so many times she now is busy herself and at one time she was taking time out of her busy schedule for our friendship.

One day a couple came in telling Linda that they forgot to order a cake for their wedding that was two days away. Linda completely understood the situation and of course said yes. Once she told us I was the first one that said I would stay late and help make the wedding cake. Linda and Taylor were both happy because they both knew they needed the help. Later that day when we started baking the cake Linda got a migraine and had to leave and go home, so Taylor and I continued on working on the cake. It was getting kind of late so we found a stopping point. After cleaning up and closing down for the night I hung my apron and said I would see her in the morning. Once I got to my truck I released I forgot my phone inside and luckily Taylor did not lock the door yet. I went back inside to look for where I left it. I could not find it in the back where we were baking nor could I find Taylor, which I thought was a little odd. I headed to the front to see if

It was a cold fall-ish day and school was just around the corner (number 10 on top 10 list of things I hate, and i hate a lot), And on exactly 8:00 my new neighbors called me and said they needed a job in babysitting. I had experience with that so I took the job. 15 minutes later, I walked over to the Garland’s house for the babysitting. When I opened the door, I got a whiff of blueberry pie. I don’t know if it was JUST blueberries, because I smelled other berries too. Standing in the kitchen was Mrs. Garland. I walked over to her and all of a sudden she explained why she was making the pie.

She put Frenchie in her car and picked up bakery goods on the way to my house. We watched commedies on my tv while she tried to console me but nothing relieved my suffering.

On September 5th 2016 I got backed into by a car. It was labor day and my best friend Reiley, her brother Wes and I were going to the beach to use sparkles to celebrate labor day and after I was to sleepover their house and go to freshman orientation. This day happened to be Reiley’s dad’s birthday and earlier that morning her great aunt passed away so it was already an eventful day. We drove to the beach and jammed hardcore to irreplaceable by Beyonce. Once we got to the beach we all got out of the car Reiley was driving, Wes was in the back seat and I was in the front seat I playfully hit Wes and then we started walking to the beach Reiley had run ahead because a minivan was backing up leaving Wes and I behind. Nothing was unordinary until

Today in DeKalb school was off so all three of us stayed home. Dave went to his work,which is 3M and Jane went to work,her work is teaching. At 8:10 Nhi woke me up telling me to go downstairs to open the door for Diane. Our babysitter because it was required that we couldn’t stay home alone. Diane came in and I went upstairs to hang out with Nhi. My woke up and went downstairs and talked to Diane. Nhi and I were talking. We didn’t talk much because she typed me stuff on note. I was reading it but Diane said we needed to get dressed because Judy,another person from Rockford was coming. When she came she didn’t bring any stuff. She asked us specific stuff we wanted. Of course I wanted my cat stuff since it contained my dairy. She asked us if

I’ve never been to California before, but at that point I knew it was going to be a great trip. The next few days were very eventful, filled with sightseeing, shopping, bandfest, the pier, Disneyland, along with other experiences we’ll never forget. The whole time it was like a vacation with my best friends, sharing experiences we will remember forever. Next thing we knew it was New Year's Eve, the day before the parade. The chaperones were gracious enough to throw us a party at the hotel, to celebrate the new year. However for the guard, the party was evanescent. As soon as the countdown was over we all headed up to our rooms to get ready for bed. We had to wake up and be downstairs in the lobby at three in the morning; hair done and ready to do makeup so then we could leave the hotel by

I’m surprised and confused, I want to make things right with her desperately, but I’m not sure what I did wrong in the first place. The bell rings and she leaves the room faster than anyone else, leaving me behind to wonder what it is that I’ve done to make her this

Third, we are fairly proximate friends now she by chance will bring me places with her. Where we customarily drive was Jewel Osco, which is like 10 minutes away from my grandmother’s. She usually goes there like every other day, but not when the car has no gas. (Compound) She brought me to the fair in Peoria. It was frolicsome only on the first day, for marginally of the time. (Compound) The last time I went there It was just us so it was fun. She bought tickets for her and me, she didn’t buy and other tickets, we kenned we weren’t going to be there for long so It didn’t in reality establish sense to waste Mazuma. So we went on the

I hop out of the shower, wrap myself in my towel and quickly walk to my room to get dressed, not realizing how long I took in the shower. I pull my shirt over my head when I hear the sound of her convertible mustang pull into my driveway and the tires screeching to a stop. I looked out of my bedroom window to see my driveway and I saw that she did not want to come in so I walked downstairs and out the front door to meet her in her car. I reach for the car door, *Chirp*, she unlocked the car door and I got in. When I entered the car I turned to face her, she did not seem as sad as she had on the phone.

When I arrived at 6:45 LJ was in her room reading a book. I knocked on LJ's door and spoke to her about her day. LJ informed me she had her 5 pm medication and ate dinner. LJ and I went to Northern Dancer house to grab burn creame. LJ was grumpy while at the house because she wanted to go home and take a shower. She informed me that she was not content with having to wait because she needed to shower and go to bed. She informed me she had church in the morning. I informed LJ it should not be much longer and that we had to wait until Northern Dancer's staff returned. LJ calmed down and was content when we left. LJ was aggravated because the door was locked and staff did not have a key. I spoke to LJ and calmed her down, and she was fine. LJ

In order to calm things down, I immeadiately apologized that she felt neglected, and offered to reevaluate the schedule with her. For me, this felt like a concession. I honestly did not feel her feeling were valid,

Right as I turned around to greet her, she slammed an album down onto the counter and started yelling at me. She was complaining about how terrible the engraving and store service were, and demanding a full refund. All the while I stood there terrified, with no idea what to do and no one to ask for help, because Susan was in the back. Before she was even done, thankfully, Susan came out, apologized for the inconvenience, and gave her a full refund. She told me to take five and not to worry about engraving today. The rest of the day, all I did was work on my sales skills and help put out inventory.