for a moment taking in the beauty in this simple thing . A milky looking substance topped with fluffy white cream and a bright red cherry , it kinda looks like a person with a cold pale white face all swollen and a bright red nose. I put my chin on the cold checkered table, now level with the decadent dessert I take one final inspection storing the image away in my mind. I slurp it down so fast that i got my first ever brain freeze.I start laughing a little I tried really hard to suppress the giggling, but ended up bursting into loud laughter and my laugh was definitely contagious because soon mom and dad start laughing. I realize that we must look like a bunch of hooligans but I dont care i 'm finally living, drinking a milkshake it this …show more content…
Mom immediately started the search touring house daily and the ones that she thought were worth me seeing she would face time me in. The one we finally decided on I just could wait to see it in person with all of our new remodels! “here we are guys!” Dad stops the car at a house right on the shoreside. We all walk in togethers arms linked Im starting to think that with every big thing left in my life that I’m going to experince with my parents we are going to go into it arms locked together., it definitely embareseses me ecspecialy if this is how my first day of school is going to go. But i 'm not going to say anything about it since i kinda feel guilty about all of this. Guilty for them having me as a daughter, Having to sacrifice their normal normal life and having to put up with hospital stay and pay for 10 open heart surgeries and 12 years worth of hospital stays, and knowing that once I die they will be all alone because after me they didn 't want another kid, I love my parents and I just want them to know. We pull open the door to the foia and the house is even more beautiful in person. I …show more content…
Death bed : The whole going to school thing lasted for about 3 weeks. Today I didn 't wake up to a sunset and milkshakes i woke up in a hospital room. Apparently i had a heart attack which we knew was going to happen some time and well here I am. I 'm not going to get into all the gruesome detail about how i 'm going to do so to sum it up i 'm on a bunch of meds now to help with all of the pain and to keep me alive and since i can 't live like this forever with Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome (HLHS) we knew that I want going to live forever. So the next step for me is Physician-assisted suicide we knew this was coming that 's why when i was born we moved to california one of the 5 states this is legal in. Anyway you get the point today i 'm writing you from my deathbed, and i 'm ok with it . The one thing I want you to know about is this diary. Because I haven 't been writing it because I had too much freetime. I decided to write this for others. For Mom and Dad, Arizona, the only words I can think to say are thank you for everything. And I hope that through my story i can inspire other to live their life to the fullest, cherish every moment thing and people in your life and make every moment worth living and to find happiness in the little things like milkshakes. I also hope that this can be put with the books in the pediatric wing of the hospital because I read a lot in
Death is a natural process that will be experienced by everyone at some point, desirably at the end of a long, well lived life. The reality is that no one knows when that time will come or how it will happen. Unfortunately, for the terminally ill, death is in the near future and it is a sobering reality. Therefore, when that time comes, people need to know that they will have options, and the assurance that death does not have to be an agonizing end. They can choose to endure the annihilating pain that comes with the disease and allow it to take its natural course or choose to put an end to it, surrounded by those who love them.
I 'm Kin Storm. I 'm 20 years old. I 'm from Las Venturas, my type of clothing, style, skills, the way I talk, all came from the Las Venturas. I had to leave my previous job, fisherman, just for the sake of reuniting my family. I 'm here today to be part of the FBI, because not all of the people have the chance to join this faction , although sometimes, I see effort in them.
It was March 1963 at Mississippi State University. I was going to class early to get in some last minute cramming before the test over chapter 14. Even though my friend Eric Swan and I study all night. Eric was my best friend from high school. Eric and I did everything together, except when he was with his racist friends.
Meet my Jazz band. This is a picture of us in New Orleans my junior year during spring break to play Jazz. I decided upon this picture because this band has had such a profound impact on how I frame my future. My connection with music through the piano has been fostered ever since I could reach those shiny black and white collection of keys. Starting at the age of four, playing the classical music of Mozart and Bach was what my musical background was founded upon, with tangible medals and accomplishments as achievements.
I have been waiting since the start of summer for this day, the day to go against Topeka West the school that have been talking stuff for the longest. There was so much hype about this game and it was finally here, when the bell ringed at the end of the day i rushed out of class and got on the bus to head over to chandler our practice field. When we got there we all the football players loaded off the bus and when we got off there was a table of chips,water,gatorade,PB & J and fruit snacks so we didn’t play on an empty stomach. After we ate and got ready coach talk to us for a little bit and then we got on the bus to head to Hummer sports park, it was a loud bus
Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.
My Theme Song Songs can connect with how we feel and our experiences. Music has been a major part of my life ever since I was just a toddler. For me music has helped me express what I am feeling and who I am as a person. My therapy has been music, it has helped me through almost every problem I have faced. With listening to the song lyrics, we can get a true understanding of what the artist is trying to tell us.
Well...I was 6 when Child Protective Services came to get us. I lived with my mom and my three sisters, the youngest was Donna she was 5 & Lizzy was 7 and Mary was 10. I remember most of my family lived in the same neighborhood like my two Aunts and my uncle and grandpa and grandma. There was an occasional gunshot, sometimes there was a fire truck rushing down our street . We lived on top of a hill at 1015 Norwich in Grand Rapids.
Me and dad were driving home, dad sobbing into the steering wheel, struggling to get the words out, and me not having any words to say. I felt broken inside. The words we both wanted to say we 're never going to come out. She’s gone. I knew we both wanted to say it, but deep down we didn’t want to believe it.
In the small town of San Diego, Texas is where the Mew Ranch lies. The ranch is 300 acres of mesquite trees and dirt roads filled with all different kinds of wildlife. This ranch has been in my my family a little over 125 years. My great great great great uncle, John Cleary, was the mayor of this thriving town back in the day that was known for its sheep farming. Everyone adored John Cleary and when elections were coming up, everyone knew that John was going to win.
And they discussed it. And discussed it. And discussed it until I was convinced that it would never happen. Then one day, my dad told me that we were going to move. I didn’t think that we would actually follow
Off and On I, Kevin Sandersons, am not a genius. I simply am determined to succeed in my future, yet my grades and actions in class imply the future Einstein is present, according to my classmates. But that’s not how I visualize myself. I’m 13 years old and I live in Charleston, SC.
Over the summer I attended the four day Congress of Future Medical Leaders and it made me realize what I dreamed to become and achieve in life Before the school year of 2017 ended I came home and found a large black envelope on the entrance table, in gold lettering it read “Harvard”. I quickly rushed over to my mom and started frantically waving the sealed envelope in her face, she started yelling for me to open it. On the back was a thick wax seal with the Harvard emblem, I don 't think I ever opened something as carefully as I did then. Inside, there was a thick stack of papers, mom was eager to read them
Coming to Miami I can still remember that gloomy sky on October 21st 2001. It seemed like a normal day to me, yet that day would change my life forever. I remember my mother rushing around the house trying to gather my brother’s clothes while I just sat on the floor observing so much commotion around me. For an 8 year old, I was a very hipper child. I ran around the house, climbed trees, sat on the roof top which was 3 floors high.
My Trip to Florida It was a cold winter night in Upstate New York. My mom and dad were enjoying a cup of coffee, my sisters were playing video games, and I was editing a few pictures on my computer. My mom brought up the idea of a vacation. She said” We haven’t been on a vacation for a long time”.