As soon as I pulled into her driveway, I called her and told her to come outside. Then I pulled out her favorite smoothie, and gave her a huge hug. I could tell she adored what I did, because she held me so close and tight. We hung out at her house for the est of the day, playing video games and watching movies in her living room, on her couch. When she finished her smoothie, I threw it away in the trash, which was all the way in the kitchen.
I’m in the very back, sitting to the left of Trent. Brook is sitting on Trent’s other side, sleeping with her stupid mouth open. Auntie has to sit in the front with Dad ‘cause Mom is taking up all three middle seats with her stupid knee that she “strained” from “sleeping weird or maybe just by being old.” Even though Auntie is a nurse, I was the one who had to tell Mom that she had a “sprained knee,” not a “strained knee.” Nowhere California
Her day began at the crack of dawn with her sprinting, which was more like limping one hundred meters around the local track. This certain track brought her a sense of tranquility and serenity in her soul because this is where she discovered her lifelong passion. As she rounded the track for the last time she heard the same cracking sound she heard two
It was evening; I had been laying on the couch all day in a row of pillows underneath my back and covered with blankets watching television when my mom came home from work. “How do you feel?” my mom asked with an apprehensive look. “Terrible.” I felt worse than a sick dog, sweat covered me and I shivered
She felt there was no use. She was deeply disappointed in herself, after all that she had worked for, everything was wasted. She drank yet another cup of coffee and watched her favorite movie “The Basketball Diaries.” Several hours later, the sun began to peek through the clouds. This sudden beam of sunlight was a wakeup call to Jayda.
Guess I’ll not be hiking today,” Ruth said. Leaving the dinner, she waved goodbye to Max and smiled at the guys. “She is beautiful, but awfully stupid to go on that mountain.” She heard Dennis say as she closed the front door. “Those country boys could never keep up with a city girl.
Sitting in the crook of a cushioned armchair, I watch the smiling faces of infants flash across the screen of my aunt 's TV. I shift my weight to fold into a more comfortable position, only to be met by a cry of protest. I quickly jump up, my maternal switch being flipped, and begin to soothe. I whisper an old lullaby and hold her hands in mine. Once she has calmed down, I rewind to the beginning of the recorded Huggies commercial, as I had done hundreds of times before, and allow my grandmother to laugh and coo at the toothless grins on the television.
It was a bright Saturday afternoon, and I passed by Jade’s house longing for a walk under the sunshine. A rainbow was peeking around the tops of trees and while I was fantasizing over the magnificence of the rainbow, Jade’s mom called me up for a snack. I obliged and peeked into Jade’s room. Jade was lying face down on her perfectly made bed, with her perfectly dark hair sprawled all around her.
It’s hard to say when practice ends, so having my car there with me at practice is important.” Even though senior Mariam Kaakarli was lucky enough to have received a parking pass at the beginning of the school year, she has witnessed many of her friends struggle to come up with solutions to their parking pass dilemmas. “For a while people were able to park in the teacher lot without getting a warning, but then the people doing that
I went to the driver's seat, and my mother with terror deep in her heart, went to the passenger's side. Despite being absolutely terrified and completely unprepared, I began to drive. Turns out, I shouldn't have started driving at all. Not because I wasn't ready or I was too afraid to drive, but because I forgot to close the door to the car.
Were the nervousness started was as we were pulling her over, she turned into a private property where no one could see easily see what was going on, second, and more frightening was when after stopping, she exited her car with a very angry look on her face and began walking what I though was towards Deputy Montgomery, which at first I thought that she was about to attack Deputy Montgomery. While keeping my eyes focused on her, I heard Montgomery shouting at her to get back in her car, which after a few seconds she then complies and gets back into her car. After Montgomery returned to the car with her information, he decides that with her actions and violations, to give her a ticket for the unsafe lane change, and two warnings for speeding, failure to use a turn signal. Then after leaving her, Montgomery received a message though the cars laptop, stating that the last driver had just gave a complaint to the sheriff’s department not even 10 minutes after we left. After saying that the complaint would lead to nothing, he proceeded back towards Greenwood so we could meet up with other deputy’s for
The first essay I chose to read was called I Am in Dementia Prison with My Mom, Janet had no prior knowledge or understanding as to why her mother’s health, mind, and thought process was deteriorating. She couldn’t come to terms with her mom being mental sick and when she did she had help and support from her entire family. The second was titled Transferring Mom was New, But Restlessness and Inactivity Kindled her Agitation. Against her and he husband better judgment she took her mom to the store. I believe she did this because she did not want to tell her mom no, as a caregiver, especially to a loved one sometime following your intuition and saying no can be difficult
On December 31, 2013, Jeanette Cruthis was on her way to an ordinary basketball practice. It was a cold, snowy day and the roads were very icy. Before leaving her house, her neighbor had warned her to drive safely because the roads were slick. This was the day that Cruthis went through a life changing experience that changed her outlook on family forever.