Saturday, February 16, 2019

Life Is Difficult :: essays research papers

     Feburary 24th, 2004 twain days beffore my first draft is due. For my personal essay. Ive chose number 3 for my question further how do i answer...so many people I look up to and so many lessons learned.     Walked in the door of my Grandmothers digest, it was cold you could feel the get down go down your spine and the goose bumps forming on your arms. My florists chrysanthemum had dropped me off. It had precisely been five mintues and i already excepted her. Do I miss her cause shes the merely one on my side that knows how I am feeling or is it because shes going away for vacation?          Well my mom is gone she had planned for my uncle Dave to pick me up for the next two weeks aand my matinee idol mother would pick me up the two following weeks after. But t gatherher was a misunderstanding with my aunt obviously. She had asked me who was going to drive me for the first two days of schoo l. She has told me my mother say Dave was, so of course I told her that Dave was. My naan had decided for us to call Dave and make sure what was going on. I was like whatever I dont mind because theirs nothing wrong with making sure.     Time had passed, dinner had been served. Me and my aunt had already been on pernicious toll since I was young. Anyways lets get back to what i was saying. Nine o clock has hit just doing what I have to do in my room by myself. It got closwer and closer...time. The later it got the worse things would get. I could feel it in my heart something bad was going to happend to me. Bump bump bump..BOOM Someone swings my door open. Already i knew somethings wrong. By the teffifying look on her face. Then she apporached me in a husky tone of voice saying Go to bed. I verbalise to her in a very calm voice and said Welll its only nine cardinal and i dont go to bed until ten thirty. The voice got even more demanding As long your in this house you sleep at nine thirty. I had said nothing, afarid I would make things worse. She asked has my mother left on the plane yet. I said No I had jus got of the phone with her.

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