Every other summer, my mom's friend invites us to Delaware to spend a few says in her beach house. The house is located right on the banks of Rehoboth Beach. It is a beautiful, three bedroom condo with a peaceful view of the beach and the community golf course. There are also many nice places to go on the beach, like to the boardwalk and to a million fancy restaurants. There is also a community swim center that contains a wave pool and two regular pools. There are also two hot tubs. I really enjoy going to the beach and checking out the water and looking for sea shells. My sisters and brother like to look for crabs and fish.
We spend the nights playing games like cards and dominoes while eating candy. We also sit on the balcony and look at the stars in the warm summer breeze. We finally go to sleep in our very comfy beds next to open windows. The sounds of baby frogs fill our ears as we anticipate playing in the sun in the morning.
I love to spend my time sitting on my bed Wondering what I can do instead Maybe go on my computer Maybe I should study Or just watch TV I pull off my covers Pay no mind to my bed hair Strength in ever direction Then get a cramp that hurts like s***(excuse me for that word) I walk to my desk and smile calmly in my head The future cannot be formed, if your sitting on your bed Don't wait for things to happen Take a step forward instead
My shoes won't tie My hair is a mess My legs our sore My room is a wreck I live with people crazier than me But I can't say that they're mean I wonder what life would be with a blue sky Birds flying through the sky But instead my sky is grey But I guess that's fine I mean life that can be a pain But I guess I like my life that way just telling you all the truth
On my last trip home Ilost my arm, I don’t know why or how.
I missed out on a year of my life
After so much worrying, the police finally released Kevin.
He came top the hospital, it was nice to know that I didn’t lose him along with
my arm.
I screamed and cried as I explained to the police that Kevin
didn’t belong in the hospital. They thought that I was just in shock from what
happened to my arm as they tried to understand and figure out how I lost my
arm.
“How did you hurt your arm?” they asked.“Who hurt you?” I was stuck on the
words they used: Hurt. They acted as if my arm wasn’t missing. Didn’t they see
it was missing.
“It was an accident.” I yelled. “An Accident.”
They started nagging me about Kevin. Their words went in one
ear and out the other.
I took a long pause when they finished speaking. I yelled
once more “It was an accident, Kevin did not hurt me. Get out and let me see
him”