The bell rang and as soon as I got out my stomach suddenly flipped on me and I started to throw up in the trash, thank god nobody saw me other than my art teacher Miss Noof I mean I wouldn’t like to be called “Puke Girl” for the rest of my elementary years. The look of worry in Miss Noof eyes was sincere none of the teachers genuinely care about their student like Miss Noof did but the way she rushed to help me and took me to the nurse’s room made me realize how much did she really care about us. I kept on throwing up in the nurse’s room I remember my poor mother who was at Qatar university at that time insisting on taking me to the hospital because she knew deep down that it was
Friday, April 19, 2013, took place when I was in fifth grade, a month away from leaving the elementary school I had grown to love. I woke up later than normal because I had an operation scheduled for my knee, for it had loose ligaments that caused the kneecap to slip out of place. The first time that my kneecap popped out of joint took place when I stepped down the stairs at my grandma’s house on a cold November night. From that point on, I had to be extra careful in gym class. One time I ended up kicking a ball in Big Base and fell down because my knee had popped.
One girl was brave enough to open the magical door which was luckily next to the stairs so if somting bad happened the could run upstairs and hide or run for there life .So when she opened the door it was Chica The Chicken From the horror game Five Nights At Freddys she would normally attack but that day she was very nice she brought 60 cupcakes for us! Chica was the star of the party! Everyone was sad when she had to leave the next day. Every year Chica visits again.
Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends. The question of self-pity.” (p. 3) These are the first words of the book, and the first words Didion writes after losing her husband, John Gregory Dunne, to a sudden massive coronary event on the evening of December 30, 2003. The couple had just returned to their apartment to have dinner after visiting their daughter, Quintana, in the hospital. Quintana had been unconscious for days and was suffering from pneumonia and septic shock.
My dad guided me throughout the whole dance since I’m a clumsy dancer. Then, I told everyone that I’m ready to cut the cake. My whole family gather around me and my mom place the candles on the cake. A lot of emotions run through me as they started singing “Happy Birthday” to me. Everyone cheered and clapped as I blew out the candles.
kindergarten- by kindergarten I live with my mom and a guy I called "dad". my teacher Mrs.hill we all called her . Everyone had a huge crush on her,they said she was the pinnacle of beauty. Kindergarten for me was easy but hard. I was bullied all the time,but never told because I saw it happen to my mom she was bullied by daddy.she laugh and say they were "playing a game".I knew she was lying because she had glossy eyes like she was trying not to cry.
Watched with envy and anger towards me, people staring because I had what they didn’t. No one would talk to me after winning, maybe it was because they was intimidated, maybe they just hated the fact I could leave this place any time I wanted. Walking down the street before winning everyone said Hi, I knew the whole town. No one wanted anything or hated me for no reason and now, now the only time people acknowledge my existence is when they are at my door step begging me to help them. But why should I help them?
In the end, Holden and his sister end up at the carousel and tells her he is not running away and is finally happy. “I’m always saying ‘Glad to’ve met you’ to someone I’m not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say all that stuff, though.” Holden calls everyone a phony. He calls Pencey prep phony because they are suppose to be filled with honest and proper intellectuals, but he thinks everyone there are liars and slobs. Even the prostitute, Sunny, he hired.
Once I came back here I was also used to their routine. My grandma wakes up at 5 o’clock in the morning. She prays and begins the day by cleaning the whole house. After she finishes some of the neighbor friends come over and have Arabica coffee and cookies. My grandma makes the best Arabica coffee.
I remember before actually getting to work Barbara asked me if I wanted something to drink. I said no almost immediately but more hesitantly because I thought I would pee my pants. That’s how nervous I was. My ‘’best friend’’ Paulina had on a headset and took a few orders from the drive through and made drinks at the same time and I thought that was so cool because I’d never seen that before. Everyone else did their jobs and I felt like I was getting in the way so Paulina gave me an extra headset out of the office and started to teach me how to take orders and all the shortcuts that a manager wouldn’t show me.
As Nevaeh entered her school, her palms were sweating and her heart was racing. As she raced to first block she tripped on a textbook and fell into the trash can. The trash can had a putrid smell of rotten tomatoes that made Nevaeh scowl. Everyone in the hall laughed and took pictures, Nevaeh’s face turned bright red. “Great,” she thought, “I will be the next trend in social media for the next day”.
She told me about the story one of her sons died by falling off of the building while they were building it, as we looked at pictures of her great-grandkids. Once we got her dressed up to Siobhan and Amber took her out to breakfast. While I went to room three in bed two. Helping my resident decorate her tree not long before we left. As we sat in the conference room and talked about that nurse everybody pretty much said the same thing.