After we watched the fireworks it was late, so it was time to go back to the villa so we could do more fun stuff the next day. We had to go walk out by the security people again and we saw more crying kids because they did not want to leave. I did not want to leave either because I had such a fun time spending the day at Walt Disney World with my parents. The day was so memorable and such a blast, and I am so grateful my parents took me on that trip to Florida. Going to Walt Disney World and Orlando, Florida itself was an amazing trip that I will never
My favorite pecan festival experience is when I faced my fear of going on the zipper. I really didn’t want to go but all my friends convinced me to go on it. While we were waiting in line I made up some crazy excuse like what if I get sick from flipping so much. But I got in line anyway, the closer we got the more nervous I got. We got to the front of the line, three people were allowed in each cart so I picked Autumn and Rachel, we got on I was scared to death.
Anyways, I always loved going to school but that all changed when that horrible accident happened. I still remember it like it was just yesterday. It was a sunny but chilly November day. Before school, my dog Molly and I would go outside and play ball until the bus came. Before I would throw the green ball my arm was always oscillating before I actually threw it.
The other reason Jesse is so determined to be the fastest race driver in his class is that he likes to get his father observed. He wakes up every early morning in the summer, sliding out from the bed, immediately he hears that his father is out for work. Moving quietly so that his mother and sister should not wake up he goes down for a run to the cow field to stimulating himself for better speed and endurance. His running is interrupted by Belle’s call for
It was a late, around nine o’clock, on Saturday April 20, 2013 when a few of us from Bear River High School decided to go to Senor Frogs to celebrate Olivia’s birthday. Olivia and I use to be best friends back in elementary school that is until we transferred to high school and she destroyed my reputation over jealousy. I didn’t care much for celebrating her birthday, however, I had been in love with her boyfriend Tyler ever since I laid eyes on him freshman year. Nonetheless, Olivia made sure he never knew who I was. I went to every school event, every pep rally, and every party just so that he would notice me, but in the end I always went home unnoticed.
But mom said, no yesterday so I threw a fit and screamed until I could no more and fell asleep. I don 't understand why mom is so worried about me, I just want to play, I love being outside. Today is different I 'm so excited mom said I could go outside. Mom leads me out to the big, tall tree in our yard. Wait, what is she doing?
The snow that had covered the earth the night before glistened as the sun grew brighter and brighter on its daily climb to the top of the sky. The chickadees were chirping away as though they were actually speaking with each other as they scrounged for food. Warm in her Dr. Denton’s, Hope listened patiently and intently outside her parents’ bedroom for the sounds that would tell her Rose and Jake were up and about. They stirred, and although their voices were muffled, that was all Hope needed. She dashed down the stairs as fast as she could, holding on to the banister as she went.
As a toddler I developed a reputation for being the Garbage Girl. Every Wednesday as the trundle of the garbage truck echoed through the streets of my village I would bolt outside, princess dress flapping in the breeze to meet my honorary Aunty Katrina, the driver, and Uncle Conrad, the collector. I’d don my child sized gloves and grab the miniature trash picker that Uncle had gifted me, and we’d go to work. My mornings were spent happily skipping after the truck and spearing wayward pieces of trash that were left abandoned in its wake and I’d wait with bated breath for the almighty roar that accompanied the compacting of each bag. My shrieks and giggles of delight could be heard resonating throughout the village and Uncle and Aunty would cheer right alongside me.
The bad thing is, is that I was bad at doing my work in school but the team needed me so bad the couches would sit me out for a quarter and then put me in for the whole game. The sad thing is was I was cool with that so I wasn’t doing my work in school but everyone was still treating me like a star.so when I got to high school I was ready to play football and all I was thinking about was football. So I wasn’t doing no work wasn’t even listening to teachers I was just doing me getting at girls and just being the class clown then I found out I couldn’t play football no more in my 10th grade because my GPA was so bad and my grades was so bad then I tried to get for real tried to do my work tried to start listening but I just didn’t learn nothing because all I knew how to do was play football.so in my head I messed up my whole life because I put sports before education .
As a child, I loved going to my father’s house for the weekend; he would let me get away with being disobedient. My father let me do whatever I wanted. Although my father let me do whatever I wanted to do, my mother is very controlling. If my mother said wash the dishes at six o’clock with only hot water, she meant it. She would make me and my brothers come in the house before the street light came on.