The best birthday ever

I opened my eyes, everything looked so unfamiliar were was I , I kept on asking my self, then I  remembered  in was in VEGAS !!!! And today was November forth my birthday. I couldn’t wait till I got my birthday present I was so excited I couldn’t stop smiling i turn around to look at the time it was only five in the morning. I decided to go back to sleep there was no point on having to wait that long.

“ HAPPYBIRTHDAY TO YOU blah blah” everyone was singing

I was surrounded by my entire family and a muffin with a candle that said ten on it. I was so exited, this day was going to be awesome and know one or anything was going to stop it. But I never new this was going to be my worst birthday ever.

We walked for 30 minutes till we got to restaurant, It was a big buffet and I was small, i was lost for more then 20 minutes and at the first 5 minutes I burst  into tears. When I finally rescue by a security guard and had eat I went to get dessert  when I came  back to the table a bunch of waiters were surrounding it with a big slice of cheese cake.

“ happy birthday drear RROOOUUUCCCHHHELLL !!!”

Obviously Atenas bursts out laughing, I was so embarrassed. For the entire morning Atenas wouldn’t stop calling me ROUCHEL, she only stopped when I rolled off the stairs in the Paris hotel and for the second time I cried, my new nickname was old  baby. It was dinner time and tree horrible, embarrassing and dumb things had happen, the day couldn’t get worst I taught , well it did. We went to a pizza place and Atenas was making me laugh I took a sip of my coke and PUAGHH !!! I puked everything in my new jacket for the third time I cried. My birthday was over and the only thing I was hoping was that my eleventh birthday would be much better.

The unexpected feeling

You know the feeling when you know something is going to happen but your not sure and you feel dumb think about it, well I know how u feel this happened to me five days ago.

It was a Saturday night and I would usually be home doing something not so important, but for some strange reason we had to go to the supermarket. In our way to the super market I had this sensation it was  more like a feeling that something was going to happen , good or bad , I had no clue I just new something was going to happen.

 The entrance was desolated, it was emptier then ever. The super market was made of two floors you have to get to these escalators to get to the actual market. There’s  a point where the escalators going down and up cross. I looked to the right there was this girl wearing this really cool cookie monster jacket ,I had seen at forever21 tree days ago. I was about to tell Atenas about the jacket, till I looked at the girls face, it seemed so familiar suddenly I felt like the whole world paused ,I new who she was I recognized her she was my best friend back at my old school. Flashes of memories kept coming kinder garden, preschool, first grade, second grade. Then i remember she WAS me best friend, I had a complete new life, new friends new school. I had changed and so did she, her beautiful face was cover with pimples and her gorges hair was all frizzy and she had braces she wasn’t the same Emily. I  recovered our eyes meet each others,confused I try

saying hi but the words wouldn’t come out.

“HI!!!!”  she shouted

I couldn’t respond have of my body was dead , I just simply mover my hand. Her face was cover with this gigantic smile from one corner of her eye to the other one.

“OMG HI!!” Atenas shouted

 I wanted the escalators to stop moving  I hadn’t seen her since tree years ago, but obviously they dint we kept on going up and kept on going down I could see how her gigantic smile was slowly replaced with a sad expression and in a  matter of seconds she was gone.

heroes

                                                              

For most teenagers , their heroes is someone they saw on the newest T.V show or the next couple in  the cover of a magazine or even the latest music band, but for me a hero  is some that I admire inside and out , someone brave, outstanding, with courage and intelligence.

My uncle Yosef, he’s my hero because he survived the holocaust by himself, he watched his entire family die in front of his eyes with our begin able  to do anything ,he starve and suffered day and night. When the was over he flew  to America in Kansas city he was only fourteen he started working and studying at the same time .At the age twenty he already  was a doctor and he had a major degree. He decided he wanted to keep on learning so he started learning languages and was invited to conferences all around the world to be the translator. He now knows more than 18 languages and he is a proud Jew .

Till this day my uncle still has  the tattoo in his wrist but that doesn’t stop him from being brave, honest or smart .Even do he has the mark it doesn’t stop him now . Yosef would always be my hero he  has shooed that no matter what your past is you can be a successful as you want to the only thing you need is courage.