My Life - Original Writing - 1116 Words

My friends cheerfully laugh as they start piling into Brett’s car. Today is my eighteenth birthday, and because now everyone in our friend group has hit this milestone, they decided that we should all go get tattoos. Brett wants and eagle on his arm, Jessica wants a butterfly on her back, and Ashley wants the word â€Å"Love† around her ankle. But as for me, I have absolutely no clue what I want. I’m staring at a wall, lost in my thoughts, when I hear Brett remark, â€Å"Yo Chris, let’s go man!† I quickly snap out of my stupor and hike over to Ashley’s car. The girls are playfully giggling on the inside as I climb into the back and shut the door. The girls start conversing as Brett starts driving, and I gaze out the window, trying desperately to†¦show more content†¦So this meant I had to go to a new school. The first day of school came, and because I was on anti-depressants; I was more lethargic and drowsy than usual. I crawled through the morning classes, simply trying to push my way through the day. Lunch came, and I couldn’t manage to find an empty table, so I sat on the floor up against the wall. But then, Brett, Ashley, and Jessica noticed me sitting on the ground, and they invited me to their table. I sat down with them, and began pulling out the contents of my lunchbox as they asked me my name and what grade I was. I answere d politely, but then I started to bite into my sandwich. Suddenly, a wave of sorrow overtook me. My mom used to make my sandwiches. This was the first time in my life that my mom had not made my lunch for me. I started to cry; big, manly sobs in the middle of the cafeteria. It caught them off guard. Ashley asked me what was wrong and I told them the whole story. I half expected them to get up and leave me, but they stayed. They’ve stayed for the last two years. They helped me through my depression, and now they’re my closest friends. I suddenly snap out of my flashback to the sound of the GPS telling us that we are set to arrive in five minutes. I quickly start thinking about what to get, rushed by this new deadline. Then, it hits me. I know exactly what I’m going to get. I want a bass clef, which is the clef where lower notes are written, followed by a sixteenth note to represent the lowShow MoreRelatedMy Life - Original Writing1267 Words   |  6 PagesI yawn and arch my back in a big stretch. I could see my breath in the air. It would be getting colder from now on. I take a look around the small hut we call home. Adam is still curled up on the old mattress, a bundle of blankets wrapped around him. Mom isn’t sleeping next to him, probably out tending the garden. It seems that’s all she’s been doing these past few months. I stand up and walk over to Adam. He is sound asleep, a small amount of drool collecting on his chin. 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