My Birthday Experience

It was my birthday and I was having the time of my life at my party. It just kept getting better as the day went on. I was turning six and as I was opening all of my presents I just couldn't take the bright smile off my face. I was extremely thankful for everything and after I thanked all my family members for coming and for all the presents, my grandma said,

Now when you go somewhere this far you'll normally fly and it takes like 1 hour. That wasn't the case this time. My parents wanted to drive a whole 9 hours in our

My phone was ringing. I was not able to attend the calls as the phone is in silent mode.

It was the day after my birthday. My grandma had brought me and some friends down to visit her and my grandpa. The day after we got there my grandma wanted to take us to a skatepark in columbia but we had a slight problem. We didn’t know how to get there so we had to wait a couple of days. So that day instead of going to columbia we just went to a skatepark in jefferson city. It was fun but i really wish we could’ve went to the skatepark in columbia.

It was August twenty-third and I was turning eleven years old. I had what I was going to do for my birthday planned out for the longest time, because I was so excited. I had asked my grandparents if I could reserve our family cabin for the evening if no one else was going to use it. My grandparent’s told me that no one else was going to be down there and that my friends and I could go down there. When I woke up that morning, I got all of my clothes ready, which was a teal tank top and black shorts, for later on that evening. The whole day I had been snapchatting Kennedy, Nick, and Erik about how excited I was for that night to come. My mom made some of her chocolate chip cookies. My dad had gotten the trailer hooked up to the truck to put the four-wheelers on so we could bring them down to the cabin with us. It felt like the day was going by so slow and I wanted to make it go by faster so I watched movies all afternoon. My mom and dad were getting annoyed because I kept asking when we were going to leave. When the time finally came to pick up my friends I was so excited. I ran and got into the truck. We picked up Kennedy first, then Nick, and lastly, Erik. On the way down to the cabin we listened to “pumped up kicks” and some other old pop songs. My friends had never seen the cabin so when we first got there I gave them a tour of the whole place. They told me they thought it was really cool on the inside. We walked into the kitchen and ate some of the chocolate chip

“Everyone ready? Get in the car.” My mom said, on Christmas eve near 1:00 pm. My sister and I gallop into the car with our Christmas dresses and furry boots. We all get into the old gray Toyota, turn on the heaters, and all click our seatbelts. “Everyone exited” my dad say’s bubbly said to us. “Of course we are!” my sister and I giggled. We drive through the the snowy flurries of December, to get to my yayas house for a Christmas and birthday celebration. My sister and I have always called our grandma Yaya since we were born. We pulled into the driveway of her teal house with a delicate layer of snow on the roof. There were already four other cars there, my cousins(Mitch, Zach, and Tassia), my aunt Coco and John's car, and my Yayas boyfriend Bob. We all opened our doors, and grabbed the gifts, food, and coats. We all stroll up the sidewalk and ring the doorbell. The bell chimed and my Yaya came ad unlocked the door. With her thick German accent she said, “Meine Schnuckelchen!, Mitch, Zach, you cousins are here!” Soon enough my cousins come down stairs, “ Hey Grace, and Sarah how are you?” they ask us with their adult voices. We exchange hugs and kisses, and finally make it past the front door to get to the kitchen. “ Hi Coco!” I chirped to her. “ Hi sweety, how are you doing?”. I always respond with great, i mean who's not great on Christmas eve! After we say our hellos to everyone, my sister and I get our special glasses and pour our sparkling cider into them listening

It was July 17, 2015 (My birthday). I got to choose who came to my to my birthday party and who did not.My mom told me that I could only invite 10 people. I did not know that when she meant 10 people I could only invite nine because I was one of them. I was upset because I had 10 people on my list to come to my birthday and I did not know that my mom counted me as one of them. I to choose which friend to not invite it was between Coal Reasoner or Craig Kepler I New Cole more than craig so I chose Cole over Craig.I felt like there was a lesson in this moment. Voice to never let your mom outsmart you.Even though Craig was not at my party I had really fun we went to the bowling alley and I got a bunch of strikes.Craig never knew about this party but he might seem suspicious because the next year at my birthday party I invited him and he asked me why did you not invite me last year. I acted like I did not hear him and kept on putt putting.It was almost the end of the whole Craig and I were tied and it was the 18th hole. no one else was even close to Ours scores we were only plus +3 and everyone else was like + 8. Because it was my birthday everyone was cheering for me to win. I didn't really care but I felt like I did not have as much pressure as Craig did. I was up first because we chose birthday boys to go first I was up I am to my shot and it did not go in it was a par 6 so I was fine I was about 15 feet away with a sand dun in my way. My next shot I got past the sand dun

One bright morning, I thought that my family and I were going to have a wonderful time for the whole day as today was my Grandfather’s birthday. I was really excited for this day as I’ve waited a really long time, that being 365 days (Unless it was a leap year, I didn’t really know). This was my favorite day as we always went to eat, then went to various stores, then stayed home or watched a movie.

A birthday is a special occasion you celebrate and you make it fun and exciting with all your family and friends but my birthday was quite bizarre. It was memorial day my 16th birthday was supposed to be special and memorable, but that morning I wasn't feeling it I felt like it was just another normal day. That same morning my parents woke me up by singing me the birthday song with my siblings. After they congratulate they told me to get ready because we were going to go to Galveston and celebrate my birthday we began to get everything ready the grill, fajitas, salsa, tortillas, etc. it was a sunny morning the weather wasn't too bad and it felt great to be out in the ocean.

A couple of days before my birthday my mother asked me “Que quieres hacer para tu cumpleanos?” I was thrilled to tell my mom what I had in mind for my birthday. Enthusiastically I answered “I want to invite my friends over, go to the park, and then come back home for the birthday cake. I remember inviting all my friends over for my party. I had always been invited to my friends birthday parties but this year I was hosting my own. My mom knew my favorite football team was the Houston Texans and she wanted the theme show. Before my birthday she ordered a huge Houston Texans theme cake, a Texans pinata, and decorations. I knew this day was going to be perfect, and nothing could ruin it.

The party started to take place in an outdoor location and the police attended asking for the party location to be moved on, this was agreed to happen and did.

Everything is going insane. I have ten minutes to get to her or it could be the end. I have to get there. It will kill me if I don’t get to them in time. “Please, please, please...let me get to them, I need to get there. God, please let me get there.” I said. She is running, running, and running, panting, hyperventilating, nervous, scared, numb. Wait, wait, wait, hold up, I know you didn’t think I would start, MY story like that. You can’t know all the details to the end. I haven't told you why this is happening to me. Oh yeah, by the way, I am telling my story. I have always read these stories about the writer, telling everything that happens, but not this time. I am going to give you the real scoop, let’s get started, shall we. It all started on August 14, 1997.

It was a dark, and gloomy day, and I was walking to the bus stop to head to his geometry class. It was the day before my birthday. I was so excited, I just wanted it to be here. All of his aunts, grandparents, and uncle’s were coming. There was just one problem, I didn’t know what he wanted to do for his birthday; I knew that all of his family would asked me what I wanted for his birthday. I was sad that I had no friends that could make it, but he new that his family all loved him. Oh I’m here. Just wait you will here what the other kids have to say about me being here.

As my curly-wavy long brown hair lands back on my back from grabbing the nice warm, airy croissant with the sweet smell of warmth and honey butter hits my nose. I knew my brother was not as smart as he seems.

What is that one day we wait for all year? Well of course, our birthday. We all wait for that special day that is our birthday. Our birthday is that one special day that lets us know we are getting older. We get older each year we reach our birthday, but have we wondered what happened the day of our birth? I have also wondered what happened on November 30,2000.