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The year was 1992; I was thirteen years old and a seventh grader in middle school. I grew up in Lawrenceville Georgia with my mother, father, and two sisters. My parents were married twenty-five years at this point in my life. My dad was seventy-seven years old, but he was a young seventy-seven, my mother was forty-four years old. He had a full time job cleaning offices at UPS. My father would cook dinner, work a full time job, and take care of my sisters and me because my mother worked a…

Growing up in a house with three sisters was a very interesting childhood for me. My parents raised all four of us and it could not have been an easy task. We were all very close in age and became the best of friends. Through the good times and bad we always stuck together. Even in school we saw each other, had the same classes, teachers, and friends. However our lives are so much different from each other 's. Yes, we all were homeschooled and yes, we all have the same family, house, and schools…

Have you ever argued with your sibling? Pamela Dugdale once said that “Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring, quite often the hard way”. Siblings play a very important role in one another’s lives. Sibling relationships are likely to be one of the longest relationships in our lives. It is one of the most important relationships a person can have, and like any other kind of relationship, it is full of agreements and…

This poem written by Elaine Magarrell is about the speaker cooking her sister’s tongue and brother’s heart. She describes the layout vividly and appetizing, almost as if she was writing her own recipe book. However, there is more than just cooking in the poem. Magarrell lets the readers know that the poem was written in a sarcastic voice and used figure of speech throughout the poem. I believe Magarrell intentions is to let the reader know that the oldest son/daughter is sometimes aggravated by…

Quite interestingly, growing up as a the youngest child provided a unique experience. This experience was what it was mainly because of the older sibling I grew up with. The essence of an older sibling is to guide and provide the light at the end of the tunnel if it is not there and if it is, make it even brighter. This fact is especially true if the sibling is of the same gender as mine is. Growing up in a sports family, it is no surprise that my sister and I became heavily invested in…

Tyler Jasper Hr5 Dysfunction and the Future It Gives During the time it took for me to grow as person, mentally speaking, the thing that troubled me most was what would kind of beast, or hopefully man would be the outright controller of my actions, reactions, and thoughts? I would ponder day in and night out about what the consequences of my family’s dysfunctionality would bring me, But it was not until the second semester of English in tenth grade that I would read the play Fences by August…

When I was younger I was a spoiled only child for only a few years. I was the center of mommy and daddies attention, and I got what I wanted whenever I wanted. Until four short years later when they decided to bring along another child, my baby sister. I was excited at first because I would have someone to play with all the time, but soon my feelings changed the wrong direction. People don’t realize the words they say can hurt for a lifetime. When I first became an older sister I was excited…

A Happy Day That Turned Gray I remember that it was a very hot day. It was the kind of hot day that made your clothes stick to your skin and made the thought of jumping into a tub full of ice seem inviting. Although the air was thick and sticky I couldn’t help, but be excited for what would come later that day. It was the day that I had been hoping for ever since I could remember. I just couldn’t believe that it was finally here! I felt like everything would turn out okay, but I couldn’t have…

Isaiah Pov: Fifth century- A couple hundred of my Strigoi brother 's and sister 's and I sat soundlessly surrounding lifeless animal bodies, out in the forest at night. Unfortunately over the years, five leading families have hunted my kind down, they track our every move and have slaughtered many of my kind as they 've found a weapon able to kill the Strigoi: The silver stake. I then heard a battle cry sounding out through the forest, myself and the rest of the Strigoi instantly stood up and…

In elementary school, I struggled learning to read. I had no motivation or desire to learn to read. I did not like reading and reading did not like me. Every day I would beg to get out of practicing and would shed a river of tears from my small eyes. I would not read and no one could make me. My brain could not and would not focus on the lessons being taught. I hated everything about reading and writing. I did not understand the purpose of reading when I could just watch a movie and it did not…