Although she didn't want me to go alone no one else would go with me so she bought me one round trip ticket to a small Alaskan town, with a connecting flight to Lake Clark. I thought that my high expectations may be lowered as soon as I got there, but I was wrong. I could only see some of the 4 million acre park and the little that I could see had already taken me aback with it's beauty. I could see the Sitka Spruce and hoped
When I was in the second grade of school, my grandmother made fried chicken. I got so sick that my stomach was in prodigious amounts of pain and I was vomiting. My grandmother called my mother to let her know I was being taken to the hospital and why. My mom and I informed her she was over reacting; also, the pain and vomiting was probably just the stomach flu or food poisoning.
“ “...but then the darn bird died a few weeks after we got him… so I just went back to the pet store and got a new one.” “Sweet Pea was sort of a series of birds.” ” (Page 4, Rachel Vail) This shows how the mom comes clean, and Ashley learns the truth about Sweet Pea. This supports the theme because Ashley learned the hard truth that her many birds had all died, and now that she is older she has to learn about it.
People could only imagine knowing Miss Soar on a personal level, yet here I was about to spend a full two weeks by her side in a classroom. Although I knew of Miss Soar, we never had a conversation, but that would soon change. Sitting at my study writing a shopping list my mother had asked for when I heard the doorbell ring followed by a brief conversation. It was Miss Soar! At dinner later that night my mother broke the new, “Honey, Miss Soar has requested your help at her camp this summer.”
Off to Tahoe One day when I was visiting Tahoe my mom called a family meeting and she said we were all as a family going to move to Incline Village. I started crying on the inside but on the outside I was showing much exitement. I felt really sad but I didn’t want to disappoint my mom so I never told her.
When we were going there or got I woke up for 2 seconds and passed out again for the rest of the night. My mom took me in, and I got my stitches under my eyebrow. The doctor gave her something so she can take out my stitches. I didn’t know how it looked like when we got home. When I woke up I was shocked because I didn’t know what happened last night.
They signed me in and thankfully they told us we cannot take care of this kind of medical emergency. So they sent us off to a nearby hospital luckily the nurse from the doctor’s offices notified them that we were coming so when I got it they only took 15 minutes to see me in the emergency room. So when I finally got a doctor to see me they had to go give me twenty-five stitches or so then they had to go put it in a cast for a few
Imagine this: two months ago, you were diagnosed with lung cancer. The doctors told you that you only had weeks left. Somehow you’ve stayed alive this long, but you wished you hadn’t. The doctors told you that your lungs were going to slowly fill with fluid and eventually kill you. Essentially, you are drowning in your own lung fluid.
We talk every day to every two days, but yet it was still horrible. Even though my grandparents tried to keep me happy and busy, I still missed her horribly! Then the day finally arrived It was the first day of spring break and we rolled out of Wabash In, to Panama City Beach,FL, my grandma Tina, my cousin Chloe ,and myself were on our way to see my mom that my family and myself haven’t seen in 2 months.
Several years ago, I found myself riding in the passenger seat of my family’s car, riding west towards Canton, Mississippi. At around four o-clock that morning, my mom had received a phone call from the hospital regarding her father, who had been admitted that morning after accidentally overdosing on his numerous medications. A few minutes later, we were on the road to Mississippi. When we finally arrived in Mississippi, there were several cars in my grandad’s parking lot. My mom got out, and told me to stay in the car.
One day on May 2nd 1920, I Matt winiker went on a boat ride to unmarked territory with my two brothers. The last thing I remember is that on June 1st my boat crashed somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean. Now I am stranded on this damp, wet, muddy, island looking for my brothers. All I have now is a machete and a flare gun.
Have you ever lost something of high sentimental value that you may never get back? You can start from scraps to rebuild it but it will never be the same… Losing my first dog due to medical problems was very heartbreaking, and I would like to share how I was feeling with you. On my first birthday, my twin and I received a puppy as a gift.