Surprise Day
Balloons. Gifts. Cake. Sounds like fun right? Parties make everyone feel better. Especially during tough times. New scenario: think of your friends. Your best friends. What makes them your best friends? Is it that they like the same things as you, they don’t like the same things as you, or they just get you. Keep that reason in your brain. Now think of this: have they ever done something amazing for you? Here’s what mine did for me way back when.
“Are you sure Raina’s coming?” I was wondering the same thing too actually, but I didn 't dare tell my mom that.
“Yes, Mom. She said 12:00, it’s 12:10, she’s probably walking over right now.” I was so excited, I hadn’t seen Raina at all that summer. I didn 't see anyone that summer,
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A day later, we were back at the same Starbucks downtown, with my sister that time, and Raina was there before us. My mom insisted that we took a picture. I was around 5’ 7’’ and Raina was around, oh 4’8” 4’9’’, so taking a picture was hard, just saying. We ordered our drinks, me a strawberry Açaí refresher, Raina some type of lemonade thing, I think. As we had started to walk, Raina jumped right into having a conversation. The weather was much better than the day before so it was a nice walk. We caught up, talked about our summers, our families, and the next thing I knew we had arrived at her house. As we walked up to her door, I had noticed balloons and streamers were hanging inside, and Raina had started acting excited. I had almost asked about it, but I didn 't. It was a good thing too because as soon as I stepped into the room,
"SURPRISE!" my friends jumped out from everywhere. I was so shocked. "Hi, Makenna!!!!" came out of Stephanie 's, Ema 's, Kree 's, Story 's, and Sammi 's mouths all together, sort of, it was loud.
"Do you like it?" Raina asked.
"Are you kidding? Thank you!"
"I was trying so hard not to give anything away!"
"Hey, we had to stay quiet and remain un-visible, was that hard," Sammi was talking so rapidly, I had barely caught it.
"Okay, you guys, the foods on the table waiting." Raina 's mom ushered us all into the dining room. It was a little cramped, but I had still thought it was perfect.
After catching up with everyone else, Raina’s
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"Ema! I love it!"
"I knew how much you like jewelry, Disney, and chocolate and I couldn 't decide which one to get so I just got all of them."
"Thank you so much!"
“Mine’s next, the only bag left so it shouldn’t be too hard to find.” Raina laughs. “I got it for you over vacation.” I opened the bag, small, but cute with all the intricate designs. Inside, there was some Finchberry soap that smelled so good, no joke, a bath bomb, and a rectangle wrapped in tissue paper. I held it up.
“What’s this?” Raina laughed.
“It’s mickey mouse soap, I got it from the Grand Floridian.”
“Seriously? Oh my gosh, thanks Raina!”
“No problem!” Raina’s mom came in and ushered us all into the kitchen for cake.
After we cut the cake, the doorbell rang. That day came to an end all too soon. Kree’s mom was the first to come, and after that, the parents kept coming. The next thing I had known, it was just me and Raina.
“Thanks again for doing this for me Raina, you didn’t have to.”
“Oh, I know, but, we were going to miss you so I thought that this was a perfect way to say goodbye.” Just then the doorbell rings and walks in.
“Well this looks fun!” I laugh.
He looks out from behind the refrigerator door and replies with and "Oops sorry sweetie, thought I did. " Letting the small white puppy is the house Joni reached down to pet it, and she notices its white fur was splattered with mud, she scolds the dog because now she will have to give it a bath later. The little dog scampers off into her daughters bedroom to join her for another nap. The smell of burning bacon reaches Joni 's nose and she walks over to flip then again. " Mathew I don 't think I want Claire going to the park alone today, would you mind going with her?"
Simon says The last key turned in the deadbolt with a loud click that resounded through the tenement hallway. She inhaled the mix of aromas, Thai, curry and the odd scent of sauerkraut assaulted her nose. She shook her head to dissipate the foul scents that if served on their own might be quite savory. Her shoulder shoved the heavy door open as the grocery bag in her hands began tilting to the point of almost spilling on the floor.
Hallie Blake Evans sighed unhappily as she looked down at the crumpled Halloween costume sketches on her bed. Hallie had not exactly drawn them well, but even Vincent Van Gogh himself could not have made her sketches look decent. No matter how hard Hallie tried, she just was not very creative. What self-respecting seventh grader went as a fairy princess on Halloween anyway? She gave the sketches one final, disgusted glance before sweeping them all into the wastebasket next to her desk.
She kept on asking, haven't you anything else? But she thought the fake necklace was the best one for
HOUSE. DAY Sam rushes in to the house and her mother is at the door to welcome her home. Sam hugs her mother tightly. She looks at her mother. Her mother strokes her head lovingly and kisses her forehead.
“Thank you for lunch and your kindness. I am looking forward to joining your club and invite you to join the ASPCA,” Betty said before she noticed Louise was daydreaming. “Louise, are you with us?” Betty cleared her throat and asked while trying to get her attention. “Louise, I’m talking to you.”
Both Toni Morrison’s “Sweetness” and Edward P. Jones’ “The First Day” are short stories written by African American individuals. Other than this very basic similarity, these stories and their authors bear resemblance to each other. Both of the authors lived in a time before the internet, cell phones and probably more importantly the rise of an equal rights for all races movement. Given these facts and their shared African heritage, it is understandable both of the stories have at least an undertone of racial issues. On the more superficial level both “Sweetness” and “The First Day” feature a mother-daughter relationship.
Especially, when they were there for each other in the good times and the bad. For this reason a good friendship includes teamwork, trust, and having adventures. First of all, why does trust help make an enduring friendship? One way trust helps make an enduring friendship is when Max carries Kevin on his shoulders, when Max puts Kevin on they can get around faster. Kevin trusts Max to carry him around since he can’t, Max also trusts Kevin to give him directions to get around.
People say friendship is key to life and i really think it is because they help you so much in ways you can't even explain.
Friendship “A best friend is someone who you can talk to, who won’t judge you, loves you for you, and most of all, makes you feel like you are worth something.” Even though this is written by an anonymous person, it is still extremely empowering. During the novel Freak the Mighty, Max and Kevin demonstrated a strong friendship. In fact, when they accepted each other without judgment and made each other feel like they belonged, their friendship grows. Friendship is important because having a good friend can get you through rough and frustrating times.
It was so clear and crisp for the first time that that everything around me was starting to fade away and the focus was between both of us. It cracked a little like she was trying to hold back tears. I tried to open my mouth again, but lost hope knowing that what I have done wasn’t right at all, and there weren’t any words to argue that it was. She turned her back to me and disappeared into the light. My heart tugged at me, telling me to follow.
Mama always said I 'm special and I 'm gonna make her proud one day, using all six senses. I used my eyes to watch cars pass by. Using my ears to listen to prostitutes stop to introduce. Smelled a brief of fresh cash out of a Gucci bag. Ugh, what a disgusting taste of his.
Compare and Contrast, Schatz and the Narrator Sickness is common and when two young boys do get sick and sore at their age, they have no clue what will happen. In the story called “A Day’s Wait” by Ernest Hemingway and “Stolen Day” by Sherwood Anderson, two young boys react similar and different when they get sick. In “A Day’s Wait” a young boy named Schatz gets sick with a high fever, and a fever or a very small symptom of the flu is a very irregular cause of death, but Schatz is afraid he might die from a rumor in a different country. In “Stolen Day” the narrator, who is a boy, thinks he has inflammatory rheumatism or also known as rheumatic disorders, and he to thinks he may die as he observes a boy named Walter with the disorder as he struggles through the disease as he walks down to the lake and fishes everyday without going to school. Both stories are almost in the same time but not the same place and they both act dramatic yet sad.
I looked up, and a girl I never saw before was standing across from my table. “My name is Summer, by the way. What’s yours?” “August.” “Cool,” she said.
True Friendship means you’ll do anything for them even if it