Write a story that takes place during the course of a weekend. Your story can be anything you'd like it to be. It should be a minimum of 800 words, and free of errors. It is due at the end of class on Wednesday.
During one of my weekends that i spent with my god daughter Anastasia was so wonderful. Me and my family went up to Pennsylvania to go be with her other side of the family. We had a big family fest we all got to know each other we ate, and danced. Anastasia was grumpy the whole entire time because she was teething and all she wanted to do was cry. When we realized how tired Ana was we ended the party because she was exhausted , you could see it in her eyes.We spent the weekend in Easton Pennsylvania and the whole weekend was filled with laughter, we went there around the time of Christmas which was Ana first christmas she didn't realize because she was still a baby and she couldn’t open her gifts herself. On that Saturday Anastasia began to take her first steps i was so happy that i began to cry because i couldn't believe that she was getting so big and time was going way too fast. I was shocked out my mind because just a couple of months ago she was wanted to start crawling which was pretty fast. When that Sunday came we left and came back to Jersey and Anastasia wanted to be on her feet all the time she never wanted to be held. I was unhappy and happy at the same time because she always wanted me to hold her, but now she wants me to be on the ground now. I couldn’t believe my baby was no longer a baby anymore. Then we went to the mall to get her some walking shoes because she needed them, she wanted to walk in them all the time she never wanted to take them off. After that we realized that her two bottom teeth were coming in and that was why she was grumpy and being mean all the time. Then after that her 1st birthday was right around the corner everyone was so happy all of my family came down to spend this wonderful day with her and make it very special for her. The theme that was for her birthday party was Minnie mouse she loved her we have many teddy bears, she loved all of them. The gift that i got my god daughter Anastasia was a builder bear that had a voice message that said i love you inside. She liked this teddy bear after her birthday she slept with the teddy bear she started bringing the teddy bear everywhere we went i thought it was so cute that she loved her teddy bear so much because it meant alot to me. I look at her babies pictures when she was first born till now i started to tear up i just couldn’t believe she was 1 years old it was so surprising to me. It was so exciting to see her grow up to be a beautiful little lady, if god is willing i would be there right by her side when she goes to preschool i am so excited that she will be going to school. This is right around the corner i just can't wait until that time comes i'm going to be so anxious for her and excited this can be the best time of her life. She is so beautiful and pretty she is mixed with alot Black, White, and Puerto Rican. During the summer we took her to the beach she loved the water and the sand she like played the sand we caught her a couple of times putting the sand into her mouth. We had to stop her because we didn't want her to get sick, because it is really dangerous. We were at the beach for a couple of hours, time went by so fast she didn't want to leave she enjoyed it more than us. When we were getting our stuff ready to leave she was trying to run into the water and we had to grab her quick as possible she really liked the beach. On our way home she started crying a little bit but then she went to sleep
she was tired. All the crying that she was doing most of tired her out. I decided to go to sleep for a little bit because for the past couple of weeks i've been on the go. I just wanted to relax and sleep because i haven’t been getting any sleep. When we got home we took showers and we decided to go out for ice cream she loved ice cream she got it all over her clothes, but she was still a baby so it didn't really matter to us that's what babies do. The past couple of weekends were so fun and amazing it was no drama no nothing it was all about Anastasia which it was suppose to be.
The sparkles are hovering over my eyes, the crowd was pumped, and it was 20 seconds until halftime and we were ahead. We took off our jackets and were ready to take over the field for our spectacular half time show with flips and jazz squares. I have never smiled so much in my life. We were insync and complete perfection. We hit every stunt and were on cloud nine. But all happiness must come to an end. As we “Ooooooo Ed” off the field I saw Maria’s mom walking up to the fence. Concern was all down her face. She pulled me over and told me my worse nightmare. “Mackenzie, your mom went into labor, but she wanted me to tell you that she is fine and if you want you can stay at the game” Mrs. Muzik stated. My heart jumped into my throat this little baby would make my mom’s fifth deliver. This was a rough pregnancy to begin with. She went to the hospital every other week to make sure her blood pressure was not through the roof and just for his safety.To make things worse we will be born three months early. “Uhhhhh…” I was speechless. I am considered emotionless by many, I don’t like to cry in front of anyone, it shows weakness. I don’t like to be happy in front of anyone, it shows vulnerability. I don’t like to show angry in front of anyone, it shows frustration. I rather be excluded then open up to everyone around me. In this one moment all my rules about hiding emotions broke. I burst into tears during halftime. “May I call her?” “Of course you can, if you need anything do not be hesitate to ask” Mrs. Muzik graciously responded. I tried to dial her number, but my hands were shaking. I could barely type her number, how was I suppose to call her? “Mom?” “Oh baby girl I’m okay, lose that shakiness in your voice, everything is going to be peachy keen.” She sounded confident, strong. Did she not know of the consequences of a premature birth? Did she not care? This was such a big deal. My baby brother may not make it. “The baby should be born tomorrow, so go to your sleepover and have fun. I will have Uncle Luke drive you to the hospital in the morning, I love you” my mom added with less confidence that she had before. She needed to stop acting so strong. She has been doing it for twenty years, since Ava, my oldest sister was born. It was time that she relied on her family to take care of her. I could not stand her thinking this was no big deal. I made the rash decision to stay at the game and go to Maria’s sleepover with Jeanette and Marie afterwards. “Please be strong.Oh and love you too” I muttered. I needed her to strong, my brother needed her to be strong so he could live. The game continued. We did a stunt where the flyer went high in the sky, touching the moon and twisting and being safely caught in the bases strong arms. I didn’t cry. A couple of tears managed to slip out, but the rest stayed. The game was an escape. It allowed me to forget all about the issues that were unfolding in my life.
“Are you sure you want to go to the sleepover?” Maria asked for the billionth time. “If I sit home or at the hospital it will just allow my mind to wander and think about all the possible complications. At least when I am with you guys, I will have something to do and it will hopefully not be on my mind” I quickly replied. “As long as you are okay with it. Also, I promised Nicole we would stop by her party, you know say hi. So first lets get over stuff over to my casa and eat some god, a.k.a pizza.” Maria shouted. She was upbeat, but still had a hint of concern in her voice. I didn’t want to ruin their night, so I did my best to act as positive and happy that I could. We were not even at the party for more than 20 minutes, when the dreaded phone call happened. “Mackenzie, I am having an emergency c-section and you will have a baby brother by the end of the night” “Maria, can your parents drive me to the hospital?” “Of course!” That was the longest car ride of my life. We must of hit every light and were stuck behind every old driver. The ride to the hospital was suppose to be 30 minutes, in my mind it took 4 hours. I have never wanted to go to a hospital more in my entire life. My brother Caleb Oliver Anderson was born on Halloween. He will be in the INCU until the beginning of January. For Saturday and Sunday, I spent watching over my younger siblings as they roamed the hospital rooms. I never spent so much time staring at a clear box in all my life. My brother was less than 2 pounds and my dad’s wedding ring could fit around his wrist. I have never seen anyone so tiny. He was precious and being three months early made him even more perfect. You really do not know how scary anything is until that thing is almost taken away from you. Caleb was welcomed to the world a little early, but that gives us all the more time to love him.
*Please send your prayers and blessings to the Anderson family (Kalena), w
(THIS IS PART 1)It is Friday, October 30th, and all I am thinking about is going out tonight for mischief night. I am notorious for being the most reckless on this night. A couple years ago, I threw toilet paper all over the school and spray painted most of the windows. They never caught me. Someone tried to rat me out but that didn’t work. Now, it is my time to shine. No one is going to get me in trouble.
Later that night, I met up with my friends. All of us were in black hoodies and black sweatpants. Our hoods were over our heads, we were only able to see our chins. The rest of our faces were covered by the shadow the hood made. We looked mysterious and dangerous and we were ready to cause trouble. I have waited for this day for a year and I am ready to remain the top dog among my friends. My friend reached into his backpack and I suddenly got excited. Spray paint was the one thing on my mind. Drawing obscene pictures on people’s houses is one of my hobbies! However, what he took out of his backpack, was a gun. I suddenly realized all of my friends were dressed in the same exact outfit with the same design in the front. It was at that moment, I found out they established themselves as a gang. I never knew they were in a gang, and my friend handed me a gun. “We saw how reckless you are last year. If you want to continue to be with us, you need to shoot up the conveniance store to prove how bad you can be. Do you accept?” I trembled with fear, I was speechless. I hesitated as I grabbed the gun. They asked what I was waiting for and I didn’t respond. I slowly walked towards the conveniance store. They said they are going to stay behind so they don’t get caught. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I didn’t know what to do.
I saw a cop car ride through the neighborhood and it spotted me with the gun. It felt as if my life flashed before my eyes, I don't want to get into any type of trouble. The car stopped about 10 feet away from me. That is when I started towards the corner and ran like I never ran before. I threw the gun in a dumpster and hid behind the dumpster. I heard the cop car pull up right down the alley. There was a door behind me that lead into a building I've never been in before. I was a little nervous, but I realized it was my only option. I couldn't afford getting caught. I ran inside the building and it was pitch black. Suddenly, I looked to the left and saw a light on in another room. I heard the cop enter the house and I heard his footsteps nearby. I shook with fear and resorted to going into the room without knowing if anything in there can hurt me. It was a risk I was willing to take in the situation. I walked into the room and I was not surprised at the results. The way the night was going, I wasn't surprised that there was a gang meeting in the room. They all looked at me weird and I heard the cop enter the doorway. I hid behind a table and the gang members were busted! A bunch of other cops were called to the scene and the gang members were arrested. I hid the whole time and saw them get arrested. Suddenly, a cop went up to me without me seeing him and saw my gun. He told me how I lead him to the gang members accidentally. He took the gun away from me and saw that one of the top students in my class. He told me how someone like me shouldn't be holding a gun on a night like this and he decided to give me one more chance. I thanked him and went on with my night. I had no choice but to give him the gun. He let me slide, but I was nervous about telling my friends what happened. "Sorry guys, I couldn't do it." My friends immediately said it's okay and apologized for putting me in such a tough place. They all realized that what they were doing was a little too reckless. On our way home, we talked about how the gang that got arrested was notorious for destruction in public places. I realized it was still mischief night and went to the police station. Let's just say, the next morning, it was covered in toilet paper and had graffiti on it. Thanks for letting me go....
During one of my weekends that i spent with my god daughter Anastasia was so wonderful. Me and my family went up to Pennsylvania to go be with her other side of the family. We had a big family fest we all got to know each other we ate, and danced. Anastasia was grumpy the whole entire time because she was teething and all she wanted to do was cry. When we realized how tired Ana was we ended the party because she was exhausted , you could see it in her eyes.We spent the weekend in Easton Pennsylvania and the whole weekend was filled with laughter, we went there around the time of Christmas which was Ana first christmas she didn't realize because she was still a baby and she couldn’t open her gifts herself. On that Saturday Anastasia began to take her first steps i was so happy that i began to cry because i couldn't believe that she was getting so big and time was going way too fast. I was shocked out my mind because just a couple of months ago she was wanted to start crawling which was pretty fast. When that Sunday came we left and came back to Jersey and Anastasia wanted to be on her feet all the time she never wanted to be held. I was unhappy and happy at the same time because she always wanted me to hold her, but now she wants me to be on the ground now. I couldn’t believe my baby was no longer a baby anymore. Then we went to the mall to get her some walking shoes because she needed them, she wanted to walk in them all the time she never wanted to take them off. After that we realized that her two bottom teeth were coming in and that was why she was grumpy and being mean all the time. Then after that her 1st birthday was right around the corner everyone was so happy all of my family came down to spend this wonderful day with her and make it very special for her. The theme that was for her birthday party was Minnie mouse she loved her we have many teddy bears, she loved all of them. The gift that i got my god daughter Anastasia was a builder bear that had a voice message that said i love you inside. She liked this teddy bear after her birthday she slept with the teddy bear she started bringing the teddy bear everywhere we went i thought it was so cute that she loved her teddy bear so much because it meant alot to me. I look at her babies pictures when she was first born till now i started to tear up i just couldn’t believe she was 1 years old it was so surprising to me. It was so exciting to see her grow up to be a beautiful little lady, if god is willing i would be there right by her side when she goes to preschool i am so excited that she will be going to school. This is right around the corner i just can't wait until that time comes i'm going to be so anxious for her and excited this can be the best time of her life. She is so beautiful and pretty she is mixed with alot Black, White, and Puerto Rican. During the summer we took her to the beach she loved the water and the sand she like played the sand we caught her a couple of times putting the sand into her mouth. We had to stop her because we didn't want her to get sick, because it is really dangerous. We were at the beach for a couple of hours, time went by so fast she didn't want to leave she enjoyed it more than us. When we were getting our stuff ready to leave she was trying to run into the water and we had to grab her quick as possible she really liked the beach. On our way home she started crying a little bit but then she went to sleep
ReplyDeleteshe was tired. All the crying that she was doing most of tired her out. I decided to go to sleep for a little bit because for the past couple of weeks i've been on the go. I just wanted to relax and sleep because i haven’t been getting any sleep. When we got home we took showers and we decided to go out for ice cream she loved ice cream she got it all over her clothes, but she was still a baby so it didn't really matter to us that's what babies do. The past couple of weekends were so fun and amazing it was no drama no nothing it was all about Anastasia which it was suppose to be.
ReplyDeleteThe sparkles are hovering over my eyes, the crowd was pumped, and it was 20 seconds until halftime and we were ahead. We took off our jackets and were ready to take over the field for our spectacular half time show with flips and jazz squares. I have never smiled so much in my life. We were insync and complete perfection. We hit every stunt and were on cloud nine. But all happiness must come to an end.
ReplyDeleteAs we “Ooooooo Ed” off the field I saw Maria’s mom walking up to the fence. Concern was all down her face. She pulled me over and told me my worse nightmare.
“Mackenzie, your mom went into labor, but she wanted me to tell you that she is fine and if you want you can stay at the game” Mrs. Muzik stated. My heart jumped into my throat this little baby would make my mom’s fifth deliver. This was a rough pregnancy to begin with. She went to the hospital every other week to make sure her blood pressure was not through the roof and just for his safety.To make things worse we will be born three months early.
“Uhhhhh…” I was speechless. I am considered emotionless by many, I don’t like to cry in front of anyone, it shows weakness. I don’t like to be happy in front of anyone, it shows vulnerability. I don’t like to show angry in front of anyone, it shows frustration. I rather be excluded then open up to everyone around me. In this one moment all my rules about hiding emotions broke. I burst into tears during halftime.
“May I call her?”
“Of course you can, if you need anything do not be hesitate to ask” Mrs. Muzik graciously responded. I tried to dial her number, but my hands were shaking. I could barely type her number, how was I suppose to call her?
“Mom?”
“Oh baby girl I’m okay, lose that shakiness in your voice, everything is going to be peachy keen.” She sounded confident, strong. Did she not know of the consequences of a premature birth? Did she not care? This was such a big deal. My baby brother may not make it.
“The baby should be born tomorrow, so go to your sleepover and have fun. I will have Uncle Luke drive you to the hospital in the morning, I love you” my mom added with less confidence that she had before. She needed to stop acting so strong. She has been doing it for twenty years, since Ava, my oldest sister was born. It was time that she relied on her family to take care of her. I could not stand her thinking this was no big deal. I made the rash decision to stay at the game and go to Maria’s sleepover with Jeanette and Marie afterwards.
“Please be strong.Oh and love you too” I muttered. I needed her to strong, my brother needed her to be strong so he could live.
The game continued. We did a stunt where the flyer went high in the sky, touching the moon and twisting and being safely caught in the bases strong arms. I didn’t cry. A couple of tears managed to slip out, but the rest stayed. The game was an escape. It allowed me to forget all about the issues that were unfolding in my life.
“Are you sure you want to go to the sleepover?” Maria asked for the billionth time.
ReplyDelete“If I sit home or at the hospital it will just allow my mind to wander and think about all the possible complications. At least when I am with you guys, I will have something to do and it will hopefully not be on my mind” I quickly replied.
“As long as you are okay with it. Also, I promised Nicole we would stop by her party, you know say hi. So first lets get over stuff over to my casa and eat some god, a.k.a pizza.” Maria shouted. She was upbeat, but still had a hint of concern in her voice. I didn’t want to ruin their night, so I did my best to act as positive and happy that I could.
We were not even at the party for more than 20 minutes, when the dreaded phone call happened.
“Mackenzie, I am having an emergency c-section and you will have a baby brother by the end of the night”
“Maria, can your parents drive me to the hospital?”
“Of course!” That was the longest car ride of my life. We must of hit every light and were stuck behind every old driver. The ride to the hospital was suppose to be 30 minutes, in my mind it took 4 hours. I have never wanted to go to a hospital more in my entire life.
My brother Caleb Oliver Anderson was born on Halloween. He will be in the INCU until the beginning of January. For Saturday and Sunday, I spent watching over my younger siblings as they roamed the hospital rooms. I never spent so much time staring at a clear box in all my life. My brother was less than 2 pounds and my dad’s wedding ring could fit around his wrist. I have never seen anyone so tiny. He was precious and being three months early made him even more perfect. You really do not know how scary anything is until that thing is almost taken away from you. Caleb was welcomed to the world a little early, but that gives us all the more time to love him.
*Please send your prayers and blessings to the Anderson family (Kalena), w
(THIS IS PART 1)It is Friday, October 30th, and all I am thinking about is going out tonight for mischief night. I am notorious for being the most reckless on this night. A couple years ago, I threw toilet paper all over the school and spray painted most of the windows. They never caught me. Someone tried to rat me out but that didn’t work. Now, it is my time to shine. No one is going to get me in trouble.
ReplyDeleteLater that night, I met up with my friends. All of us were in black hoodies and black sweatpants. Our hoods were over our heads, we were only able to see our chins. The rest of our faces were covered by the shadow the hood made. We looked mysterious and dangerous and we were ready to cause trouble. I have waited for this day for a year and I am ready to remain the top dog among my friends. My friend reached into his backpack and I suddenly got excited. Spray paint was the one thing on my mind. Drawing obscene pictures on people’s houses is one of my hobbies! However, what he took out of his backpack, was a gun. I suddenly realized all of my friends were dressed in the same exact outfit with the same design in the front. It was at that moment, I found out they established themselves as a gang. I never knew they were in a gang, and my friend handed me a gun.
“We saw how reckless you are last year. If you want to continue to be with us, you need to shoot up the conveniance store to prove how bad you can be. Do you accept?”
I trembled with fear, I was speechless. I hesitated as I grabbed the gun. They asked what I was waiting for and I didn’t respond. I slowly walked towards the conveniance store. They said they are going to stay behind so they don’t get caught. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I didn’t know what to do.
I saw a cop car ride through the neighborhood and it spotted me with the gun. It felt as if my life flashed before my eyes, I don't want to get into any type of trouble. The car stopped about 10 feet away from me. That is when I started towards the corner and ran like I never ran before. I threw the gun in a dumpster and hid behind the dumpster. I heard the cop car pull up right down the alley. There was a door behind me that lead into a building I've never been in before. I was a little nervous, but I realized it was my only option. I couldn't afford getting caught. I ran inside the building and it was pitch black. Suddenly, I looked to the left and saw a light on in another room. I heard the cop enter the house and I heard his footsteps nearby. I shook with fear and resorted to going into the room without knowing if anything in there can hurt me. It was a risk I was willing to take in the situation. I walked into the room and I was not surprised at the results. The way the night was going, I wasn't surprised that there was a gang meeting in the room. They all looked at me weird and I heard the cop enter the doorway. I hid behind a table and the gang members were busted! A bunch of other cops were called to the scene and the gang members were arrested. I hid the whole time and saw them get arrested. Suddenly, a cop went up to me without me seeing him and saw my gun. He told me how I lead him to the gang members accidentally. He took the gun away from me and saw that one of the top students in my class. He told me how someone like me shouldn't be holding a gun on a night like this and he decided to give me one more chance. I thanked him and went on with my night. I had no choice but to give him the gun. He let me slide, but I was nervous about telling my friends what happened.
ReplyDelete"Sorry guys, I couldn't do it."
My friends immediately said it's okay and apologized for putting me in such a tough place. They all realized that what they were doing was a little too reckless. On our way home, we talked about how the gang that got arrested was notorious for destruction in public places. I realized it was still mischief night and went to the police station. Let's just say, the next morning, it was covered in toilet paper and had graffiti on it. Thanks for letting me go....