I will always have love for this boy named Julian.

 I remember when I first seen him in fourth grade his hair was as brown as chocolate bar and he was as tall a giraffe We never talked until the summer of 2022,

when he came up to me at lunch and asked for my snap

I miss the sound of our late night facetime calls 

I miss the feeling of us talking everyday like we used to do 

I miss the smell of his cologne he would always wear 

Thankful for all the memories we shared but it’s time for us to move on 

Happy place  

 The day I got to Mexico, It was prettier than it had been the last time I went.

The amazing warm weather having a gentle breeze swinging around your hair.

The enjoyment of loving hugs from your family and friends after not seeing each other for a long time,the excitement of partying all night just being able to hang out with your friends forgetting everything from back home. 

 Home was a 3 story red brick house with a living room where we watch tv. My bedroom upstairs had a four-drawer dresser, the rug on the floor and my very messy closet that I never cleaned and stuff everywhere. It was the place where my backyard is where we would all play and hang out, we would always play baseball and tackle football in the snow. I loved every inch of that house 

The smell of my dad cooking spaghetti in the kitchen and my mom getting home from work. The sound of my mom opening the door was a squeaky old door. Dinner at 6 and my Dad says dinners are ready and I come down for dinner. My friends knocking on the door during dinner to play outside

A couple weeks before my special day I went to test out dresses and makeup and hairstyles. The day before everything we went to set up at the place where it was gonna take place the decorations were themed royal blue and gold like my dress and for the centerpieces there were virgin mary lights that had my name and the year of my birthday but for my front table which was for me and my chambelanes there was a rose gold crown with flowers with the virgin mary lights and surrounded with a gold and royal blue arch balloons. We also set up the place where the cake and other snacks were gonna be placed with balloons that have lights inside. The day of my special day we brought the rest of the things in like the last minute things we didn’t get yesterday which was in the early morning after that I got in the shower nd but on baggy close so I could get into my dress on and didn’t ruin my hairstyle and makeup that i had to wear. After the photographer took videos and pictures we went to church where I met my chambelanes and got nervous because it was a big day and I didn’t want to ruin anything. After my dad took us to the place where the party was to do one last rehearsal before we had to do it infront of everyone and we rehearsed it around 5 times with the surprise dance combined.

After rehearsal people started coming in and I waved and greeted them with a big smile and my face was excited. After that we waited a couple of minutes to start the dancing so people could eat or just enjoy themselves. The food was really bomb. We had tacos chicharones candy rice vegetables cake and other things the place smelled like flowers and food im not sure if that is even a good combination but it was that time.After everyone ate or were almost done we started the entrance and the valz and it lasted like 20 minutes then came up the surprise dance that took long and took our breath away since it was a remix of around like 6-5 songs for it and was like 5-6 minutes but felt longer just because were the main people dancing and wanted to concentrate while we danced. So after the dance we got to sit down and change into something else while I just stayed in my surprise dance clothes which I regret because I would wanna wear my dress again and take more pictures and everything but I could do that another time. After that we just sat down with out families or friends since it was the end of the dancing part but i walked around and outside to say hi to my friends that went out since i didn’t really get to say anything to them and just had fun until i had to go back and cut the cake and open the surprise gift box which was funny because these kids came running up to me and taking the candy and balloons and i just let them because they’re just kids and i wasn’t gonna even eat all that candy. The cake was amazing there was 2 big ones then 5 smaller ones that were on this stand that represented like a flower decoration the cake was vanilla and chocolate with coffee flavored one to, the kids took all the sweets while we were dancing and doing things so i didn’t even get to try the chocolate covered strawberries which were my favorite since i picked them yet didn’t get a bite.

When I slowly danced with my parents since they were separated and with different songs I cried to both of them because I love them and without them I wouldn’t have had that special day nor would’ve had the chance to do something with life. After that we laughed it off and took pictures with everyone who wanted then came the crowning and jewelry before that the heels i could barely walk in but i managed which was funny and scary at the same time but it was nice.after everyone gave toasts and cheers to the people who were here and then was getting into really deep things which was sad but still good to hear everything now I just want to go to that day in june which that same day landed on my birthday which was a big coincidence but funny.

In conclusion i really enjoyed my quince if i could go back i would to be honest i miss it and everything i did that day but i will have another party like that soon or even better just might we will have to wait and see i just wish to put the dress on again and just feel like a princess one last time.

“Okay guys… Get in the car!!” Mom yells, we all run down the stairs and without hesitation all jump into the car. On the way there my heart is beating a thousand miles per hour, I gaze out the window and admire the farmland and the beautiful abstract figures my mind depicts out of the flourishing green trees and vines. As we arrive at the white colored farmhouse I look towards the door and can’t hold back my excitement anymore, I run up onto the porch and knock on the old rustic wooden door. As the rest of my family poured out of the car, the door slowly opened and i’m greeted by a smiling face. She welcomed us in, a thick wall of scent smacked me in the face as soon as I walked in, it smelled like fresh bacon. As we all follow the lady into the kitchen I get the first glimpse of him. He stood up from his nap and jumped on top of the plastic gates that he was surrounded by. I knew he was the one right when the lady said “he’s definitely the most energetic out of the bunch.” 

On the first night he was home I ran down the stairs dragging a dark gray sleeping bag into the kitchen. I laid it down on the cold kitchen floor right next to his cage. I laid there all night because I was so obsessed with the dog that I couldn’t leave him for a second. All throughout the night I would open my eyes once in awhile to make sure he was okay, his nose would twitch and his tail wagged from his vivid dreams, it felt like I was awake all night just looking at him.

Headphones on, silent car, ready to just drift off into my thoughts for hours on my long car ride to virginia. What should I listen to? After looking over all my options on my playlist nothing sounds good to me. All of a sudden an overwhelming memory comes to my mind. One from when I was about 11 and had just gotten back into school from covid. Music class and our teacher was so excited to show us up and coming artists and to see how they create a whole career out of singing. I remember Ariana Grande and a few other artists. The one that really stood out to me in that moment though was billie eilish. The second I saw her music video in that class I was obsessed, I don’t know how I even fell off and stopped listening to her for that long. It was just what I needed to listen to.I go on spotify and see all her new songs from maybe the past 2 or 3 years and realize just how long it had been. I started to listen to every one of these songs, including the ones I already knew. I started to feel comfortable and remember why I loved her so much from such a young age.I could relate to every word I was hearing and her voice was just so beautiful. It was almost like each song had a different music style. One difference for everyone. Even though each song was different, one thing was common between them and I just couldn’t figure out what it was.
I search up the letters individually, B, i, l, l, i, e, space, E, i, l, i, s, h.
I could feel a slight adrenaline rush from being excited to feel the same as I did years ago. I just happened to see the first song is the one I had been introduced to the day I first heard her voice. It was the song Bad Guy, it’s just meant to be a goofy song but to me it was the start of comfort, this memory to me was a feeling of solace.

The bus journey was a peaceful escape for my friend, Graham, who gradually sank deeper into his seat as the vehicle hummed down the road. His eyelids drooped slowly like curtains falling onto a stage as he closed his eyes. The engine’s soft drone and the gentle swaying of the bus eased him into a cozy slumber. His head tilted to the side, and his hair cascaded over his face like a delicate curtain, further obscuring his features. His rhythmic breathing produced a tender purr, similar to a contented cat. The bus’s warmth and the ride’s soothing motion created a snug cocoon around him, providing a comforting sense of security. The world outside the window became a whirl of colors and shapes, like a watercolor painting coming to life. The passing scenery blended in a dream-like haze as if he was watching a movie through half-closed eyes. The occasional flash of sunlight through the trees painted his face with warm hues, further adding to the dreamy effect. I pulled out my phone, stealthy as a spy, and took a quick photo of him. Suddenly, the bus driver announced their stop, jolting him awake. He sat up with a start, and his hair fell away from his face, revealing a sleepy smile. He and I shared a glance as he gathered his belongings and stepped off the bus. I shook with laughter at him as he smiled and stepped up into school.