It was July 7, 2017 and I went to Wisconsin with my family, it was my 13th birthday, we decided to celebrate my birthday at the beach so we can hang out, chill and eat. We were were having our best times as I jump up and down which made me sweat on face. It was about 2:00 and for my birthday, I wanted to go to the beach and chill with my parents, my aunt my sister and my cute baby cousin who is turning four the next day, to celebrate I wanted to go to the beach and swim with my family so we all headed back to our hotel which was called “kalahari” it had more than 150 rooms and an swimming pool around it and it had an awesome view.
“Srushti, Riya let's go change” mom yelled We all changed into swimwear and headed to the beach. Our swimsuit
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I jumped out and the warm, nice, cozy cheese pizza was here, but before shivering in cold we all went and changed so we are cuddley as the pizza. We sat down at the picnic table and as we were ready to eat my “where is Riya” mom …show more content…
I looked everywhere I did not see her as I look around I see her bracelet in the water I go pick it up and imagine what id she went in the water she does not know how to swim. Tears in my eyes trembling my lips as I hear an baby crying from the baby pool we all rush down there to see if that was Riya but no that was not that was another baby I was shedding tears from my eyes I went to the hotel to see if she was maybe left behind but no she was not in her or my parents room I rushed down back to the shore trying to find my family and realizing that the bracelet was not hers after an long time an smile spread across my face. I slowed and thought where she could be there was only a few more places but nowhere else and then all I see was Riya by the pony station and she wanted to sit on the ponies to. I was so happy to see her I was crying of joy. I hugged her to death and took her in my arms and my parents decided to let everyone sit on the ponies. It was so much fun sitting on the ponies and it was sure tricky riding as I rolled my eyes at the pony, but the best time ever I loved sitting on it with Riya and I will never forget the time I lost her while she was holding my hand and I promise myself to never lose her again and as we enjoyed eating our pizzas as they were still cozy and soft as they were and talked about Riya
She was my light in a sea of darkness; my lifeboat. Then, the currents carried her away, to a place I couldn’t reach. I was left drowning in the sea, with nobody to save me as the waves of reality crashed upon me.
I said to myself “ I can’t just leave her there I have to go save her,” I knew that I had to do something to go get her. I thought to myself: what if I go into the building into the fire? So I started to go into the tower and went up the stairs into the fire.
It was a cool day in the Poconos Mountains, we had made a reservation to go white water rafting. The next morning we had to wake up extra early to eat breakfast so we weren’t late for our trip. When my parents said, “were going white water rafting” I thought we were going straight down to the river , but of course it wasn’t. When we got there we each had to fill out papers clearly stating our medical information but, of course my parents had to sign too. Once everything had been signed we had to wait about thirty minutes for everyone else to get there.
When am I ever going to see her again? I pondered and pondered to that question flipping and tossing it in my brain. I finally concluded with, I could write her a letter but, who knows where in the world she lives. I stared out the window as if it were a television and the most interesting show in our vulnerable little world was on right in front of me, when really I just saw the delicacies of nature. Red, orange, maroon, and golden leaves swirled in the light breeze as if they were all joining in a big game of tag.
Coming of Age “Have a good time. remember to take food out of the bottom oven, bye” my mom said. Those were the last words she said before going off into the city with my dad that night. They had left Jack, Grace, and I with our grandparents for the night.
Age 4 The screams became louder as I hid under my covers. My tears had soaked my face as the noise got closer. I could hear the gruesome noise of the cries of someone out in the hall.
It was a windy Saturday evening, and the sun was close to setting. My family and I had been on Galveston Island for about 20 minutes. When we made it to the hotel, we told that is would be another 45 minutes until our room was ready. Because of this we took a walk on a pier that was across the street. The pier extended out over the water and ended with a spot for fishing.
When I was in elementary school I wasn’t the brightest kid. In fact, I always got B’s, C’s, and sometimes a D at school. Despite getting that score, my parents rarely got mad at me. As a kid, I would always wondered why my parents never care about it, and a lot of time I would think to myself that none of my parents is actually care about me. Going home from school, I got jealous of my friends that got picked up by their parents.
It was first day of middle school, my mother used to pick me after school but now wasn 't able to so I had to start riding the bus. I 've never road the bus to my house before so I was scared. Once the bell rang for school to get let out I walked outside along with the other kids to find my bus, 210. I spent about 20 minutes looking for my bus
There is one far distant memory that I can never seem to get out of my head. When I was much younger, maybe 8 or 9, my family and I went to the Hawaiian islands on vacation. As everybody else that visits the islands, we of course went to the beach. I had no idea at the time that I would have such an intense experience that would change me for the rest of my life. It all starts on a perfect Hawaiian day, everything was exactly what you would expect out of a hot vacation spot.
All of us had fun, but we were exhausted. We went back to the rental and played some video games. Soon after my mom shouted, “Come eat dinner!” Then me and my sisters raced down the stairs and went right to the dining room. We ate to our fill and then we went right to
The anticipation of the first born is filled with a mixture of excitement, anxiety, and pain. My pregnancy had been normal and healthy. I did not have any problems or concerns during my whole pregnancy. With my due date approaching, I expected the birth of my child would be the happiest time of my life. However, a serious of avoidable and unfortunate events caused by my doctor and nurses lead me to have a horrifying experience.
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
I was sitting in the Doctor Who covered room, looking at the confusing, empty schedule, I had 30 minutes to fill in my life for the next year. Junior High. I am going into seventh grade. I thought of a younger me, walking through the halls of Webster, thinking, "I 'm a second grader now". But, she has a long way to go.
My friends and I put down our towels to go swim. Sydney, my friend, and I went into the water first. We felt the waves tugging at