The Best Day Of My Life

In 1532, King Henry the eighth and Anne Boleyn were secretly wed. A year later, on March 23, Thomas Cranmer, the Archbishop of Canterbury, declared King Henry’s previous marriage null and void. Shortly thereafter, Anne Boleyn was crowned Queen of England. In a way, Anne Boleyn played an instrumental role in the English Reformation. Though her lineage was not exceedingly noble, this mysterious woman conquered English court and ascended the throne.

Joyce Meyer once said, “Discipline is your friend, not your enemy.” Throughout history, parents have used this ideology to ensure children obey and respect authority. Ray Bradbury used his story, “The Veldt”, to make the point that discipline is essential for proper growth in adolescence. He believes that if parents do not discipline their children, it will lead to their demise. In the story, when the parents, Lydia and George, do not discipline their children, Wendy and Peter, the children lost respect for their parents. This will lead to their murder because the children had no respect for them. Bradbury used irony, setting, and motif to show there are grave consequences to not disciplining and spoiling your children.

It was a crisp February morning in 2005. The first beginnings of sunlight crept through my metallic shades and onto my face. Groggily, I glanced at my alarm clock. ‘Seven O’clock’ I was late. I quickly jumped out of bed and slipped into my small goose down outfit, orange vest, and wool hat. From a corner in my closet I grab my small steel-toed boots lacing them up as fast as I could. Before I left, I glanced around my room to make sure I had not forgotten anything. I noticed the wooden gun propped precariously by the window. If I had missed that dad would have been angry with me for being forgetful. I raced down the stairs, making little thumping noises as I bounced along. When I reached the end of the stairs, the aroma of fresh coffee filled my lungs. I ran into the kitchen and I saw my dad wearing

Ernest Hemingway is celebrated as one of the greatest 20th-century novelists. Penning roughly twenty-seven novels throughout his lifetime, Hemingway declared that "a writer's job was to tell the truth," (Bloom, pg 10). It was through this belief that he often drew upon worldly experiences and events as well as personal happenings and musings to create his works. In his 1926 novel, The Sun Also Rises, Hemingway utilizes and references his time spent as Red Cross volunteer in Italy, his adventures in Pamplona, Spain, and his profound love for alcohol to fuel the adventures of Jake Barnes and his assorted company throughout the novel, focusing on underlying themes of alcoholism, personal rebellion, and sensuality.

ld meet someone who will always be there for me and love me for who I am. Every time I think of that day it reminds me of how lucky I am. My greatest love was to be a mother and have a loving and devoted husband who gives me support in difficult times. I wanted someone who had strength, knowledge, and compassion. This is the reason I married my husband, Sergey, who did all those things for me and more. He is a good person with great attributes. I am also grateful that I had parents who took care of me when I left to go to America. They were my support when I needed it. It was hard leaving them because I had lived with them throughout my life. My parents made me who I am today. I know they raised me well and I am thankful for all they have done. My husband's parents have given me compassion and welcomed me with open arms. For that I will always be reminded of how I should raise my children. I wanted to have a baby, which would be the greatest day of my life. When I gave birth to my daughter, Rosie, I felt as if something in my life forever changed. The day she looked at me was a day I will never forget. For a mother it was as if the world was an entirely different place. It felt like I was in heaven.

Del always told me to write in a journal to record important events….as he had. I always thought it was a waste of time, but after what I’ve seen…it seems fitting. Simply put:

I though this summer day would be the best day, I woke up at 9:00 a.m the bright sun was peeking through my window and the birds were chirping. I didn’t have to worry about getting ready fast to make the bus or do any homework. My mom finally had a day off work and we were going to go shopping and go swimming.

Once there was a girl named Crystal who thought that she had her whole life planned out from the day she would get a job and then to the day she would be no more. That was until she did something that she did every year on one special day. Although she didn't know that that day and what she did would change her life for the greater good. But first, let us go back to the beginning before her life changed and from her viewpoint.

I thought this summer day would be the best day, I woke up at 9:00 a.m the bright sun was peeking through my window and the birds were chirping. I didn’t have to worry about getting ready fast to make the bus or do any homework. My mom finally had a day off work and we were going to go shopping and go swimming.

I thought it was just an ordinary day at elementary school, because it started out that way. I couldn’t have been more wrong. What happened next became the worst day of my life.

I remember August 11th vividly because it was the worst day of my life. It’s been one month since I lost my dog. He was an eight month old German Shepherd that brought joy to everyone that he met. He was slightly taller than most german shepherds his age. Most of his body was covered in black fur, his legs were a beige color. It looked like he was wearing Ugg boots all the time. His eyes reminded me of a flame because they were a crimson red and orange. Most people said his eyes reminded them of sunsets that you see on a beach. The morning started off ok because I was sleeping, I worked a long shift for work the previous night and I needed all the sleep I could get. It was 6:45 am, I remember because I looked at my phone when I was awaken by a wailing noise. That noise still haunts me during the day when I’m alone or when I try to fall asleep. The only way I can describe the wailing noise is to compare it to sirens from a police car. The wailing noise was coming from my dog because he was being run over. I threw the covers aside because I knew that the noise was coming from my dog. I frantically ran down the stairs and I flung the door aside. Now that I think about it when I opened the front door I was surprised the handle didn’t detach itself from the door. I froze once the door was opened because I was paralyzed once I realized what was going on. My dad was at the end of driveway trying to comfort my dog. I immediately ran to the end of the driveway, in reality it takes a

In north west Florida there was a small town called Havana, where a young girl named Elodie lived. Elodie was 16 year old. Elodie had blond curly hair and bright blue eyes. Elodie had a wonderful mother and father, but her sister, Daphne, just couldn’t bond well, but they still loved each other. Most of the time Elodie spent time with her mother, on the other hand Daphne spent time with her father. Elodie was so close to her mother. Her family was happy.

It seemed like just an ordinary day in Corpus Christi Texas for Sam Anderson, but it would end up being the most unusual day of his life…

This was the scariest day of my life. Well it kinda turned into weeks. Anyway, let me tell you about my most frightening experience. It all started with a really fun trip to the beach. My cousins and I were splashing around in the water and having a blast! We loved jumping in the waves and playing in the sand. We also had surfing competitions where we would see who could stay on the board the longest. It was the best week ever! It was sad to end the trip but I think I was ready to come home. What I didn’t know, however, was that I wouldn’t be home for several more weeks. I helped my parents load up the car. My sister Lily was 8 and she was having a breakdown about leaving. She too had cousins that she only saw once a year. We got in our old suburban, said our goodbyes, and left. The car ride was 4 hours! I was already tired of being in the car after the first hour, so I started counting down hours until when I knew we would be home.

At 6:30 a.m, I started my morning off by listening to my favorite Fifth Harmony song while brushing my teeth. I was singing at the top of my lungs because I was so pumped for what was to come. Nothing and no one could take this moment away from me. All of my blood, sweat, and tears were about to finally pay off. Today was the day that I signed to Midwestern State University with no regrets. The countdown was on. Seven hours until the biggest moment of my life. Five years. I had been cheerleading for five years. My parents had invested every ounce of time and money into my cheer career and this was my chance to show them that it wasn’t a waste. I couldn’t wait to see my parents reaction as I sign the paper, knowing that their only daughter was going to be the first to go to college on scholarship. The entire day was a blur except for 3:00 p.m. I had my own little section decorated with Midwestern gear. I had my high school cheer uniform to represent my past, and my Midwestern State University uniform to represent my future. There were pictures of me scattered across the table with my letter of intent in the middle. It was time. I was so excited, there was a huge smile plastered on my face. I had all the people that meant the most to me in the room to watch me make the biggest decision of my life. As I sat there in anticipation of what was to come, my coach was giving a speech about what I had done for the program, and how I had grown over the years. When she was