For my 13th birthday I arranged a pool party at my local leisure centre follwed da a sleepover with some of the friends, I invited about 20+ people (It was my 2nd anno in my new school so I knew people pretty well) and only my best friend turned up, they didn't even ring to say they weren't coming. So embarrassing when we had to ring the swimming pool and tell them what happened and I have never had a party since. ;_;
... on the plus side I no longer talk to those people. =D
Remembering when I said: "see te when te come home from holidays!" To my aunt and grandparents, they were going to Spain for ten days. Then the giorno they came home, I remember it so well, I had a football match and won! Then I came home and my dad got a call from my mum… it was about my grandad. So my dad rushed us to our child-minder's house, my brother and I stayed there for approximately an ora and a half. Then my dad came back… he looked at me then my brother and said: "Roisín, Darren… Eddie's gone" I took a deep breath trying to take it in but I couldn't! Because the man I've always loved, the man who could always put a smile on my face died! So that's the saddest giorno of my life… R. I. P. Eddie ;(
In Cairo, people are SUPER racist. People of darker skin tones were seen as lower. I was 6, and coming from the USA, I was so confused when people gave me dirty looks. My first grade teacher, Miss Dina, always stood up for me. I made a few Friends who weren't judgemental, one of them being Salma. Salma is and was one of the best people I know. She was popolare because she was as tomboy as they get, and not a good popolare mind you. She fought constantly, and no one really knew why. She was cute but everyone hated her, yeah she was an untamed beast. She would say the harshest insults.
She one giorno saw me eating alone, and she approached me. We started to talk, and I realized soon enough that she was abused at home and that she had a bad home. She often left home for days at a time and went back for a little food, but her drunken parents didn't give two shits about her.
She wasn't judgmental, but people thought she was a freak and the fact that everyone always avoided her added to he fuel.
I invited her to my house once, when I saw her walking outside when it was super dark, and she so surprised to see our family eat together. We always let in our house, and she was my very best friend. Sure my Arabic sucked and her English sucked, but we could talk for hours upon hours.
When ever she saw someone mostrare aggression towards me, she'd beat them up. If I saw anyone talking bad about her, I'd tell them off in as many curse words as I knew.
It was a weird relationship, a teachers pet and the class delinquent. But we used I always snuggle in letto and giggle when my mom told us to sleep already. She was a like a sister.
The first time I ever saw her cry was when I had to go back to the USA. Our last sleep together was silent, we just kept crying silently with no giggles.
I don't have contact with her, and she doesn't with me. Sometimes I get super sad just thinking about her...you know? We've been through so much in our two years together...sometimes I just want to fly to Cairo and snatch her and take her back to the USA with me so we can snuggle and talk like we used to. She probably moved on, I moved on...just really is sad
I had a dog, a collie cross, called Marley. I had her since I was born, but when she was 12 (I was 10), she ate ratto poison. I was there when she was being sick and in pain. I was there when she got put down, I was the one who buried her:'( I was only 10Q_Q
Probably when it was my elementary school graduation (Grade 6 where I live). And the shows about to start and my parents haven't shown up. I'm thinking in my head "no they have not forgotten they Amore me too much, do they?" And to kick me over the edge this one kid had to go and say to me "There not here because they don't Amore you"... And I began to cry... I thought at that moment that no one in the universe actually cared about me. But I was wrong because 10 minuti later my mom, dad, sister and grand parents were there. That was the only moment I ever felt alone.
Well, obviously the death of some of my family members. The saddest one was my grandma's death when I was about 15 years old. Although I enjoy remembering all the great moments we had, I still feel very sad when I think about her.
3 years fa in Nov 4th, 2010, My one and only grandparent left, my grandmother died in a hospital. she was 87. Just before she died, she had a racing cuore and her doctor told her to go to the emergency room. me and my mother would go to her room and talk till it was late. She has gotten worse everyday, She couldn't eat since she felt full (like she did eat even though she didn't) and she felt nausea then she couldn't breathe so she had to have a breathing tube down her throat and was sent in the ICU. My mother broke down tn tears as the same with me. Then the giorno she died all of my entire family were there to see her for the last time. Then that night, my mother and my 2 sisters went up the hospital to see her as she took her last breath. Me, my brother and my dad didn't want to her her dying so we stayed back home. Then when my mother came back home she told us that our grandmother died. :( I will miss my grandmother 4 ever in my heart. ✞ ♥
I have a few. One of my saddest moment's was when my Nana died, two years ago. I think she had died from a cuore attack. My other saddest moment was when my Aunt died, which was last Wednesday, yep, the morning giorno before Halloween, she was young, she had passed away from a cuore attack o a stroke. I'm not quite sure. But either way it was too upsetting for me, especially since my Nana was my mom's mother and my Aunt was my mom's sister. I am so tired of everyone I Amore dying. I have had a lot of sad moments in my life but those two are the worst for me.
The saddest moment for me would have to be when my brother passed away. He was only 16 and it was bad enough to lose him. But then the emotional toll the death took on my mother, who was already sick enough, caused her to pass a few years later. The bright side is that she's free from her pain but I did really need her for all these years. She was amazing. And then when my grandmother developed Alzheimer's that was pretty painful to go through too. Someone dying is one thing but having someone slowly start to forget who te are who've you've known all your life is another. Whenever I go to see her now she'll always call me da my mother's name because I look so much like her. That and she's living in the past now because she can't remember anything from 30 secondi ago. She's pretty much forgotten me completely.