This story starts off with some pretty exciting stuff. You want to know what it is you ask? Well I will jump right in so you don’t have to sit there in anticipation. This all started with my mom finding out my cousin was having her wedding in California… What happened after that you ask? Well I’m going to tell you in detail the plan, how the plan was blown up, and how we pulled it off in the end. My mom found out about my cousin’s wedding and knew that she would have to spend a day in Disneyland because duh that’s the happiest place on earth. She had to execute her plan by making hotel reservations and telling me and my little sister that only her and my grandma were going to the wedding. In the long run we would all be going and spending a day in our favorite vacation spot. This plan was going great until one day a few weeks before we left I brought home my permission slip for our sixth grade trip to clear creek. My mom thought to herself “well I guess I’m …show more content…
One our way there we made a stop to meet up with my mom’s aunt and give her flowers because she was really sick. We also made a stop to see our cousins and play to get energy out. These were just things to help us stay entertained for a little bit before getting back in the car for a long ride. As soon as we got to the hotel we got to go swimming and watch the fireworks from our hotel. That day was one of the best days I have ever had. I was genuinely happy for once. The next day we woke up got all ready in our disney gear and headed for the park. My mom had gotten a call the night before from one of her customers that lives in California saying her husband works there so if we wanted we could get in for free instead of buy tickets when we got there. This was a huge blessing because we really didn’t have the money to go but my mom wanted it to work so she moved some payments around but we didn’t have to worry about it because we got in for
In 2009, my parents and I decided to travel to San Antonio, Texas for vacation. My parents and I have traveled there before, but we enjoyed it so much that we decided to go back. With many places to see and do; my parents thought that we should go to Six Flags Fiesta Texas. It was at this theme park, where something happened that I would never forget.
My mom bought me tickets to a concert. I decided to take her with me. During the concert, fights broke out and I lost my mom. I was running around the stadium trying to find her. I was scared and I was
At the age of seven, my life changed forever. I was no longer living in my native country; I was now a fragment of the millions of immigrants who come to the United States in search of the American Dream. At the time, my father had recently lost his job and my mother was unemployed, which caused incredible financial stress for my family. My father decided to risk his life crossing the Rio Grande River for our family to have a better life and greater rewards.
I’m going to start out with the place I’ve lived my whole life Gresham, Oregon. It’s a pretty good thing having lived Gresham my whole life. Everything is super close like parks, stores, and schools. It was the best to grow up in opinion I got to see some stuff I should avoid and got to meet people that were helpful in my life. Also a plus of living in a smaller city is if you meet one person when you go to the park you will most likely see them another time. I have friends I played basketball with at Highland one year ago and still play against them to this day. There's a community more in Gresham, I think no one's afraid to talk to each other or ask for help and if someone needs help they won’t shrug them off. That’s one thing I don’t really see if other places everyone else has their own agenda and that doesn’t include knowing your neighbors. That’s insane, but it makes me happy that Gresham has friendly people unlike other cities. Maybe some of that is to do with schooling which is the next thing I want to talk about.
What we did there was really cool we went to the beach , and we went to the disney mall it was fun and we also watched my sister's softball tournament at the ESPN Park .
I woke up Tuesday morning excited for the day I was going to spend with my mom. I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking fresh coffee listening to my mom and aunt tease and joke around about how paranoid my mom was about doing well in her classes, my aunt was telling her that maybe now that I was there, she would relax a little bit and have some fun. Our plan was to go to one of mom's classes with her, and then on a tour of UNC and then we were going to go to dinner and a movie.
I was fifteen when it all began; the laughing, taunting, teasing, the confusion. It wasn’t always like this. I used to be happy.
My "utopia,my perfect place,my "dream world" would be something not to way over the top of what can be achievable,it does not have to be all about spaceships and robots that do everything for me.I want a very quiet and calm place where i can actually hear my thoughts and individuals are all traded fairly,and everyone isn't afraid of sharing their opinions about life or society without getting bad looks from others.Im not saying ill be living in an isolated place.I want the place to be the place that always has a nice blue sky,where the weather is not to hot but also not so cold,where the skies always have white puffy clouds, and at night the stars shine bright.
It is a rainy night, it was just turning fall here in Asheville, North Carolina. I was stuck working late like I normally am, I work at a local grocery store called “ Asheville Super Market.”
People often ask why I seem to be so happy; my usual reply is "because
When I heard my parents talking about going to Disney World I was so excited. It was a long trip down to Florida and I could not sit still, because I was so excited. We finally arrived that evening and decided to stay in a hotel near the theme park. When it was time for bed I could not go to sleep for a long time, because I was so excited about going at Disney world. When I saw the big mirror ball from the entrance, I was amazed. Disney world had a wide variety of rides. There were tons of rides that shocked me. Some of these rides made you feel like you were riding in a jet because of how fast they were. There was even a roller coaster ride in the huge mirror ball. It was a slow ride, but I still liked it because there was air conditioning inside the ball. We spent all day at the park until we had ridden everything. That night Disney World had a firework show. The fireworks seemed like they lasted forever with the amazing colors bursting in the air one right after another. When the firework show finally ended my parents told me that it was time to leave. I was...
I was able to spend a lot of time with my family, our friends, and play all sorts of games. This experience made me start to like traveling. Every time I would get the chance to travel, I will take that chance. We were able to go to a theme park, eat many delicious foods, and play many video
The trip was the most amazing trip of my life. Going to Disney World was a stress relief for me, my mom, sister, and brother. It was a relief because we all knew that going through those difficult days was over. What topped the trip off for me and my family was that everything was free, and I got to pick my dream car to ride around, Orlando, Florida. Going on rides with a free flash pass, staying in Nickelodeon hotel for a week, free breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Once upon a time, I saw the world like I thought everyone should see it, the way I thought the world should be. I saw a place where there were endless trials, where you could try again and again, to do the things that you really meant to do. But it was Jeffy that changed all of that for me. If you break a pencil in half, no matter how much tape you try to put on it, it'll never be the same pencil again. Second chances were always second chances. No matter what you did the next time, the first time would always be there, and you could never erase that. There were so many pencils that I never meant to break, so many things I wish I had never said, wish I had never done. Most of them were small, little things, things that you could try to glue back together, and that would be good enough. Some of them were different though, when you broke the pencil, the lead inside it fell out, and broke too, so that no matter which way you tried to arrange it, they would never fit together and become whole again. Jeff would have thought so too. For he was the one that made me see what the world really was. He made the world into a fairy tale, but only where your happy endings were what you had to make, what you had to become to write the words, happily ever after. But ever since I was three, I remember wishing I knew what the real story was.
I could "snooze" as my dad urged himself to go onward towards Arizona as he