Today Was The Day In My Life

In The Tell-Tale Heart, by Edgar Allen Poe, the narrator says "take thy beak from ou my

Chapters 27-31 1) The children take advantage of the Misses Barber’s lack of hearing abilities to play a cruel, practical prank on them. They sneak into their house during the night and move all of their furniture into their cellar. During the aftermath of the prank, Miss tutti says she is convinced that the “traveling fur sellers who came through town two days ago had purloined their furniture.” As she notes, “Da-rk they were, Syrians.”

That beautiful morning, the morning of the day that marked an event that will change the lives of those who were witness to a melancholy occurrence. That day started with kids and parents going about their normal morning routines trying to get ready for their days at school and work. Nobody expected the turmoil that would ensue in the middle of that beautiful november afternoon.The sunlight coming in the window and the rays lightly brushing the skin for just a slight warmth when eating the delicious home cooked breakfast made by a caring heart. This was the morning that Tom Nensel had that day. Tom, my father, was one of those unsuspecting

One day, after school on May 31st, my mom and dad sat my sister and I down in the living room. At first I thought “ what's going on, who passed away, did something bad happened, what'd I do wrong” not until my Mom finally said, “Girls, we’re taking a trip to West Palm Beach Florida this week.”

Roosevelt once described his service in the Spanish-American War as “the great day of my life” (www.nps.com). Roosevelt’s incredible leadership ability was first put to the test and demonstrated during the Battle of Las Guasimas as he braved a hail of enemy fire from horseback and led his men to a flanking position that broke the back of the Spanish forces and sent them into retreat. Following this action, Col. Wood was promoted to General, and Roosevelt was promoted to Colonel, giving him command of the 1st Volunteer Cavalry Regiment. Las Guasimas was a defining moment in Roosevelt’s life; however the greatest of these moments was no doubt at the Battle of San Juan Heights. Pinned down by heavy enemy fire, Roosevelt mounted his horse and cried “Are you afraid to stand up, when I am on horseback,” (www.artofmanliness.com) as he charged headlong into the fire and up Kettle Hill. After taking the first hill, Roosevelt saw that the American effort on the adjacent San Juan Hill was faltering, and he once again rallied his men for one final assault on the Spanish position. The following description of Roosevelt’s action is from his Medal of Honor citation, which was awarded posthumously in 2001.

This only made me more nervous and upset. The sound of the car shutting off snapped me out of the thoughts and back into reality as my dad alerted me we were at our destination.

"Wake up, partners," the trail boss, James called. I sleepily looked up , shivered, and saw I was the only one not up. "Here," James said, giving me the horses' bridles and saddles. "Take these and get the horses ready. We have a long day today." I groaned in reply and set up the horses for the day's long drag. I was the horse wrangler and this was my everyday job but I still couldn't get use to the idea of waking up before the sun and working. We drove the cattle into open plains against the winter's cold wrath.

There was once a day in my life that was colder than ice cubes and more serious than a broken heart. July 7,2009, was the day when my whole world would turn upside down. My parents went from thoughts, to threats, and then to a final decision. This decision was either going to make me or break me in my upcomming future. This future consited of me living in Florida with my Aunt Jocelyne for a better path of life and education.

Ten years ago, on June 6, 2006, what seemed to be a regular day turned out to be the worst day of my life. It was my dad’s birthday, and my family planned to go to a family friend’s house to eat. If I knew then what I knew now, I would have talked my dad out of going because it was the day my life changed.

On the morning of May 5th my views, my ideology, and my life changed dramatically. It was an expected loss yet caused me to realize just how much things in life mean, even the smallest things. After getting out of the shower and dressed for school I had time to spare so I decided to make sure everything was ready and eat some breakfast. I turned to look at my phone, after deciding to turn it on, and all I saw was a list of text messages from my mother. I normally don’t get that many texts, that early. I knew something bad must have happened. I unlocked my phone and began to read the messages. My great grandma had died; an influential person for me and my family. She died after being on hospice for 5 brutal days. Images flashed across my mind: her and I playing cards, her teaching me to cook, and her lessons, forever engraved into my soul.

Only 38% of girls who have a child before the age of eighteen get a high school diploma. Thankfully with my motivation and support I was on the positive side of this statistic. Even though I have come a long way within the past year, it has been a year full of challenges and emotions. Within two days I found out that I was expecting a baby, I went into shock because of the life adjustment that I would have to make, and I also built the strength up to tell my mom about the pregnancy.

The date was October 1st, 2012. Rain poured down in addition to the heavy wind on this dreary Monday morning, and I had awoken rather later than usual. Finding it perplexing that my mom did not awake me for school as she so ordinarily did, I disregarded it and went on with daily my wakeup routine. As I hurried into my living room fifteen minutes later, the expressionless look on my mother’s face told me that from here on out, my life was going to be changed forever.

The day that I woke up to my father’s forlorn face is the day that took away all hope

In my life, I have had many obstacles to face but the main one that has always made a huge impact in my life has been the death of my father. When I was just six years old, my father passed away in a car accident and back then it didn't mean much to me but soon enough my thirteenth-year old self-learned what it really meant.

Illustrating this day, I remember being in the car excited, heart beating rapidly, the ride seemed like forever. My mom informed me that she will be there the whole time and that everything will be okay. She also told me that we’ll be meeting up at the park. Perfect, at this point I was more elated than before. When my mom and I arrived, I remember seeing a man approaching us and hugging my mom, then he hugged me. The hugged was longer and it felt awkward and graceful. As we pulled apart, I saw my dad’s hands start to shake, but I pretend not to notice.