A Good Day

cloud was spotted in the baby blue sky. The lawn was as perfectly cut as a baseball field and the flowers were blooming. It was just like any other typical spring day. Parents are going to work kissing their children goodbye. Neighbors saying good morning and reading the paper. It was the perfect day. But something was not right. This day was a little too perfect. Riley was getting ready for school when she heard her sister call her downstairs to eat breakfast. “ Come on Riley. You have to eat breakfast

life experiences. But no matter what you do, you will always die. No matter how safe you play, how hard you work. You will die. People have life threatening situations every day, they happen everywhere. Those types of situations even happen in our home towns. In fact I was involved in one over the summer. It was a nice July day, I had been working all morning and I was needing to cool off. So I head over to a friends house in Laurium, I picked up Garrett and we went to another friends house in Calumet

server has a ton of players coming on each day, so the teamspeak support rooms are really busy. I can do my best to clean them out, and help every player in there. Not only can I help in teamspeak, but I can also help in game. If a player has a problem in chat, I can assist that player. I 'm a really active forums user as well, I 'm always checking up on forums throughout the day. If I see a thread that requires attention, I 'll help out. I 'm really good at getting along with players. whenever a

At 8.20 MR J was awake , I have knock on his door , go in said “good morning” and introduce my self; he recognise me, he said “good morning” back and asking for a cup of tea. I give him a cup of tea and I ask him if he want a shower or a bath before breakfast . He refused saying probably he will have a bath in the afternoon, as today he is not in a good mood. Then offer him a choice of clothes to wear, he also refused me to help him to get dressed and with

moment sometimes plays in my head like it happened in real life slow motion. I knew I would never forget it. You should know a few things about me before you read about the best day of my life. Before today I thought that if I didn’t start stressing about my future, I would never end up getting anywhere. This is the day everything changed. AAAHHHH!! That morning started like any other, my small obnoxious mutt of a dog licking my face like it was its job. I saw a bright and youthful sun, like

Airport Appearances A shrieking whistle breaks the dark silence of the room. I roll over with a dazed groan and slam on the snooze. 5:00 a.m. "Why do the nights go so much quicker than the days?", I ask myself as I roll back over in a futile attempt to relish the extra seven minutes I've been granted by the neon globe on my night stand. 5:02 a.m. There are a few things I can see without my glasses in the dim light of the morning, and this is one of them: Seven extra minutes are not going

One day I was sitting on the couch playing games and texting my friends on my phone, and then my dad came home and was knocking on the door. I opened it and saw him in an army suit. I asked him why are you in an army suit. “ I’m in an army suit because I joined the army” My dad said. I ran in my room and was crying. I was thinking in my head he will die, he will leave for 1 or more year, and he will never come back. My dad started knocking on my room door. “can you open up, please”.My dad said.

Summer The last day of school was a good day. Instead of having to take an ELAR exam, we did PSP. On the last day I had ELAR for 4th and 5th period. I didn’t have to do anything. Since we didn’t have to take a test we got to play games and mess around. The day went by really slow, but I was fine with that. I was having fun messing around and playing board games with my friends. At last, I heard the bell ring. I walked outside of the classroom and heard a lot of noise. Everyone was so

designated routes. The day seems to be dull. When I am about finished with scanning, my eyes meet the clock. It is around 7:00 a.m., and the sun is starting to wake up. Just then, I hear the creaking sound of the double doors swinging open. Before I see him, I can feel his presence. My eyes gaze to the opening doors, and then I see him. He is striding in with his long, stringy, sun kissed hair flowing as the wind hits it. He is geared in the postal blues and ready to seize the day. With eyes still heavy

It wasn’t long until summer, this being my last few days at this school. I really liked this school but mama said “Oh, you poor child we must go your father has just got promoted again.” I knew that was the end of that. Mama doesn’t like when I argue so I don’t. As my papa got home I said, “How was work.” He did not respond to that though so I took it like he did not have a good day. I thought to myself I wonder did he have a good day mama said he got promoted. As I walked into my room to change