Thursday, September 10, 2015

Querencia; Rough draft

  Having 2 sisters and a house full of pets can be somewhat chaotic at times.  There are some days where I feel like I am the luckiest girl alive to have such a wonderful family.. On other days however, there are times where I can't handle the arguing or bouncing of a ball.   At times, I find myself having a bad day, whether its from being stressed about school or nervous for a game.  On those days,  I end up just closing my door, and laying on my bed.
  When I am upset, or having a bad day, I lie on my bed and look at the stars.. No, not the stars in the sky.  When I was younger, my mom hung up these plastic glow in the dark stars on the ceiling of my room.  I use to think it was silly, and I thought that I was getting too old for them.  Little did I know that those stars were going to be the things that got me through life.
    One night when I was 8 years old,  I remember kissing my cat, Kitcat goodnight.  Lying in my bed, I shut my eyes, breathing in and out, in and out trying to sleep.  I woke up suddenly hearing a scream!   I flung the blanket off of me and ran out of my room to find out what had happened.  Looking around in confusion, I see kelci crying and Kitcat meowing in a box..  Why is Kitcat in a box?  My eyes squinted in confusion as I saw my mom grab her keys.  It was almost 10, where would she be going?  She told me in a gentle voice that she was giving MY cat away because she bit kelci.  Hearing this felt like my heart had just shattered into a million pieces.  I couldn't believe this was happening, nor could I bare to say goodbye to Kitcat.  Instead, I ran upstairs to my room and curled up like a ball.  Tears were streaming down my face as I tried to breathe..  I threw myself down on the bed and stared up at the stars on my ceiling.  Somehow, they seemed to relax me as I slowly wiped away the tears and thought about Kitcat.  My own cat.  My best friend..
   Whenever I am feeling down or upset, I always go up to my room to calm down. Whether its from looking at old baby pictures hanging on my wall, to staring at the stars on my ceiling, my room has always been my safe haven. It is a place where no one can judge me,and I can sit alone to relax.  Everyone has their one place they go to,to relax and get away from people.. Mines is my room.

2 comments:

  1. I like the story that went along with your essay. It showed that your special place helped you get through tough times. Your paragraphs are split up well. Every paragraph has a new idea. There are some sentences with two periods at the end. I can hear your voice when I am reading your essay. In your story, you put a lot of personal thoughts which is good. I can see why your room is your special place.

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  2. YOU NEED TO DISCUSS YOU SPECIAL PLACE MORE. YOU SPEND MORE TIME DISCUSSING THE EVENT YOU WENT THROUGH TO GET TO YOUR SPECIAL PLACE MORE THEN THE ACTUAL PLACE. HOW DID YOU DISCOVER THIS WAS YOUR SPECIAL PLACE? WHY THIS PLACE COMPARED TO EVERYWHERE ELSE? YOU NEED TO CONNECT YOUR CAT DYING TO YOUR SPECIAL PLACE BECAUSE YOU DON'T EVEN TALK ABOUT HOW THAT SPECIAL PLACE HELPED YOU GET THROUGH THE BAD EVENT. AS(2-)

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