I wake up in the backyard laying in the grass of my house with the biggest headache. Then I see my mom running of the house shocked at me. " Jean what do you think your doing out here?!" my mom shouts at me. She helps me up to get ready for school. "I have no idea" i said holding my head, I was really dizzy. " Just because you are outside in the morning does not mean you don't have to go to school" she said shaking her head and opening the glass sliding back door. "even if you were acting weird yesterday" she said setting me down on the kitchen table chair. " how was i acting yesterday?" i asked her, i cant remember anything that happened. All i can remember is going to bed feeling really sick but yesterday nothing. "you can't remember?" she asked me with an angry tone. "no" i said worrying about if i should answer her. "you know what i don't have time for this go get ready for school, we need to leave soon" she said rolling her eyes and walking into the kitchen to make breakfast. I walk upstairs trying to remember what happened. i looked down at my clothes and i was wearing black ripped jeans, a a gray t-shirt with rolled up sleeves, black and white vans on. i got a flash back of yesterday morning. I woke up in my bed with everything floating. I got my clothes from my closet just by thinking that my clothes and just set themselves on my bed. My flashback ends. when my mind sets back in the present i was in my room on the bed sitting. i picked out my clothes for school. which was a pink and black hoodie with some light blue jeans and boots. when i looked in the mirror i had grass in my orange/brownish hair and dirt. my brown eyes were red around them from not having much sleep. i had some mud on my face. I'm trying to guess wh...
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...he end of the flashback. i was on the floor in next to the table i was going to sit at but kenia and lissandra were shaking me and moving me. "what happened?" i asked them. " you like fell and start to breathe really fast" kenia said scared. then the bell rang and we had to get to class, and it all i could think about was what happened yesterday. what could have happen to make my friends think i have super powers. when it got back to break my friend carolina came up to me. "Dude you were so cool yesterday!" she said laughing like a 10 year old. "what happened?" i asked. she looked around and whispered to me " you could fly and move stuff with your mind" she said smiling. My jawdropped and i looked at her "awesome" i said laughing. "how?" i asked her. "no idea" she said walking to the next class we had. it was chemsitry, we started doing liquid experiments. we did
D-Day, one of the most important days during World War II, was a pivotal moment that changed an entire continent. Despite the name, D-Day did not occur in just one day, but rather over several days. It was a code name for the start of Operation Overlord. D-Day is well-known for marking the beginning of the end of the war in Europe and Hitler's rule over much of the continent. Many historians believe that without D-Day, Europe would have fallen to Hitler.
Everything was back to normal or so I thought. Once, we reached my house I got off and hurried inside to get my dress on. My dress was simple not too blinged up and two different orange tones. As my mom helped me get the dress on she noticed my curls falling. She finished tying my dress before quickly getting the curling wand redoing them herself. I almost cried as they didn’t stay put, it was like they had a mind of their own. One look at the clock made me forget about them. We were now running late to church and I had yet to put my shoes on and get the rest of the stuff I needed to take. I don’t know how I moved so fast and got everything done. The photographer were here and taking pictures before going outside recording as I made my way out of the house with my parents and siblings. We took a couple of pictures before I got in the car fidgeting as I looked at the time. There was no way we were going to make it in time. After, everyone got in the car we made our way to Graham where the church service was going to be
Dia de los Muertos translated to Day of the dead in English is a famous holiday celebrated in Mexico every year on November 1. It is thought that by doing this celebration we are celebrating death but it is the opposite, by celebrating El Dia de los Muertos we are remembering our relatives. In this special day altars are set up with candles lit up and the reason of this it is so that spirits can find their way home. The altar offers spirits their favorite food and in general their favorite things that they used to enjoy when they were around us. The most familiar symbol of this special day celebrated most typically in Mexico and in border cities such as Ciudad Juarez and El Paso Texas are calacas (skeletons) or calaveras (skulls). This ritual was started by the Aztecs about 3,000 years ago [1]. It is believe that on October 31 the doors of heaven open and all of the deceased persons can reunited with their family this is a
The two main characters of the story, Irene and Clare, leave the reader wanting to know more about the life that two very different cultures live. The racism, society, and views of all people have changed since the time period the book was based off of. Irene is left unaccepted into the world and ashamed to be a Negro, where Clare is fighting to keep her Negro past a secret to everyone around her. Reading Passing by Nella Larson is an eye opening experience that will have a lasting effect on the reader.
Ok. One night my sister and I were at my father’s house. He lives in Kingsville on 10 maybe 9 acres of land in this [small pause, looks at ceiling] I wouldn’t really call it a farmhouse, just a kind of small house out there. The previous person who lived in the house was supposedly shipped to an asylum, for, you know, normal stuff [pause] schizophrenic or something. My sister and I were at the house one night and we were cleaning up the house while my dad was on some sort of job out of the state and my step mom was at work in the hospital. We were doing our stuff, and then the power flickered, and came back on. We didn’t think anything of it. Then, outside of the door, we heard a noise, kinda like a dog barking, but like, just enough not so that we knew it wasn’t. So, we hear this noise, and start to get fre...
During the Time of the age of exploration, soon after the earth was proven round, European countries traveled far and wide. Searching for new land to colonize, find natural resources and spread thier various religions. Overseas exploration had now defined the European culture. Searching for new wonderlands full of treasure. Most of the famous explorers we still know today could not afford the basic necessities needed to travel, resulting in the navigators turning towards the over meant in hopes of a charter. 1942, the date we know as the year Columbus sailed the ocean blue. We think of him as the man who bravley sailed to America and conquered the land. We celebrate this navigator every October with a three day weekend. However most Americans
Anonymous father’s day was a documentary about three individuals who were the result of artificial insemination. This film described the negative feelings these adults had about such a practice. These particular individuals also said they did not have a strong relation with their father. The emotional toll on the intended father is just as demanding as the children.
I jump to my feet then i blacked out this thing this demon inside of me took over. I come to and see the most horrifying thing ever. My mom laying in front of me with a big hole in her chest i hear a faint whisper she said “Billy i made you what you are to protect you from this word I love you”. I remember feeling is ball of fire in my throat then this feeling of hatred overwhelm my body as i pick her up i feel what feels like a tier fall down my face. I whip it away but i just smeared down my cheek it not a tier i put my mom in her bed and look down i'm covered in
First of all, the primary reason why there were even shifts in sentiments in the first place is because of the drastic expansion of European immigration, causing a prevalent presence of whiteness. In “The Day We Celebrate,” published by Thomas Nast in 1867, a horde of Irish immigrants is illustrated brutally beating defenseless police officers, as can be inferred by the labels “brutal attack on the police” and “Irish riot.” Nast presents historical context to this cartoon by placing “St. Patrick’s Day 1867” at the top. The date indicates the time period in which European immigration flourished. In the early to late 1880s, there was an influx of European immigrants arriving in America from northern and western Europe, and one notable group of immigrants included in this demographic was the
I mentally glared at my guilty looking father while I just walked away from him, and went to my room. I knew now that it was his boss’s fault that we kept moving. So I sucked it up and waited the days until I have to say bye to the friends I made knowing I won’t ever talk to them again. When we were driving away from our old haunted looking home, I empty mindedly played with my DSI. I glared at my annoyingly nosy little brother that was hovering over my shoulder watching me play. After a while, I stuck my hand out and shoved his snot cover face away from me. I wasn’t in the mood of dealing with him, so I closed my DSI and stared out the pitch, black window staring out into the starless sky. I looked up at the brightly lit moon and got annoyed that it was following me. I began to wonder if I had a magic pull inside me that made the fluorescent moon follow me everywhere. I smiled at the thought, making me feel like I was special, thinking that I had this magical power. While staring at the moon, I soon started dreading being the new kid for the fourth time in my life. I started thinking about my old friends that I miss, and wonder if I should even bother making friends at this school if I was just going to be moving away. When we arrived at our new home, my dad promised me that this was the last we will move and I believed him. Yet again he broke that promise when we only stayed
The 31/05/2013 is a very special date for me and my husband André, it is the day our baby Kevin was born. After 12 hours of labour in the hospital, we finally heard him cry, we got to see him for the first time and there is nothing that can be compared to that feeling.
After half an hour of waiting for someone to call and my sister and dad to come home also thinking about what to do. I gave up and went to take a shower. When I came out, my bed was made and my mom called me down for breakfast, which I didn’t feel like having. I just drank a glass of orange juice. My mother went to the porch to sit. After a few seconds I decided to join her. Since I had nothing better to do at that moment, I asked her where my sister and dad had gone. All she said was “I don’t know”. I gu...
It was a beautiful sunny morning; you could hear the birds singing in the background. I just woke up after a long sleep. It was now 11am and everyone was awake whizzing all around the house and I wondered what all the havoc was about. I came across my mum and asked, “What was going on”. I got no reply. It was like my mum didn’t even see me if I was invisible. After that I could not be bothered to ask because it looked like another busy Sunday morning.
It was around 2:00pm and it was time to open presents. I started with opening friend’s presents then I opened families. I was finally done opening all my presents. I looked around at all the people, who were looking at me and my dad was nowhere to be. That was the only present that I was looking forward too. The party ended and my dad didn’t show up, my little four years old hopes were in the ground, it was like I could feel my heart ripping appart. I looked at my mom and she mouthed I’m sorry, my faced turned rosy red and my eyes filled with tears. From that moment on my life was never the same. It was a dark cloudy day and I was going to see my dad. We were playing the game Sorry and he was winning. I was the yellow player and he was the green player, he was laughing and smiling the whole time. I wouldn’t have wanted to spend my Friday afternoon any other way. When the game was over he asked me to clean up the game while he went out to smoke a cig. When he entered the room and the game wasn’t picked up, he went crazy. His eyes seemed to turn a dark almost black color. It was like he was a completely different person when he came back
Wednesday, October 13, 2013 is a date I will never forget. On that day, time stopped for a moment. I was sixteen and only had my license for a month. I was so excited about having so much freedom, that I was driving every day, with no hesitation. I was invincible,or so I thought. This day changed my thinking completely. What started out as a normal day, quickly turned into one that was very different from any other. I had just gotten out of cheer practice and was on my way home. On the way, I realized that I needed gas, so I decided to go through South Carolina, since they have the lowest gas prices. It was not out of the way, so to say. It was just another rout home. It was not the first time I had taken this way, but, it was definitely the last.