Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1021 Words

â€Å"Brrr.† I shivered when I stepped into the shallow water. After 30 seconds, though, I adjusted. â€Å"C’mon Tessa!† my brother Zen, called out as he raced by. â€Å"Okay!† I replied as I splashed after him. I was at the beach with my family. I had never been to a beach before, so it was a lot of fun, even though it was only at Lake Michigan in Chicago. As we ran my dad followed us into the water. â€Å"Hey, Zen, can you do this?† I asked as I waddled like a duck, â€Å" Quack, quack, HONK!!!† â€Å"That’s easy,† he responded as he started imitating the way I was walking, â€Å"Can you do this?† Now he was crawling like a crab. â€Å"THAT’s easy!† I retorted as my waddle turned to a crab crawl. Now it was our dad’s turn to try to one up us, we†¦show more content†¦I ran up to our blanket and grabbed our bucket. â€Å"Hey, I wanted the bucket!† complained Zen. â€Å"Weà ¢â‚¬â„¢ll take turns.† I suggested. â€Å"OK.† Zen shrugged. He walked over to a pre-built sand castle and started digging out hole?! â€Å"Whatchya doin’?† I asked. â€Å"I’m going to bury myself in the sand.† He replied frankly. â€Å"Okay!† I said cheerfully as I started scooping up wet sand. I made sure to get plenty sand nice and packed. I started shaping the sand into a tower. I could feel the sun beating on my back, my hair whipping around in the wind. I could hear the waves crawling up to the shore. It was the perfect summer- â€Å"Tessa, can you help me?† Zen interrupted. He had sand up to his knees. â€Å"No, I’m busy making my own sand structure.† I responded. I went back to building my tower. My hands were caked with sand. I brushed my hair out of my face with my arm. I got up up and walked to the water. My hands dipped into the sun-heated water. I pulled back my hair and plunged the b ucket into the lake water. When it submerged the sand washed away and it was filled with water. I skipped back, trying not to spill the water, sand spraying with every step. I plopped onto the ground. I poured the water over the top, creating a bowl shaped tower. I shook my hair back over my shoulders again. I thought back to the only other â€Å"beach† I’ve ever been to. I hadn’t even quite started kindergarten when I went to Ruidoso, New Mexico for Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1021 Words It was a scorching hot morning in the city of El Mirage, Arizona. I lived on 13022 W Scotts Drive. I was the typical 5 year old kindergarten girly girl. My parents were up early making breakfast and irong school clothes for my sister Mazie, my two brother JeRon and Duraie, and me Jada Levern Ashford. As always I was the first one up so I went to the dining room to eat breakfast. When I was finished my mother asked, â€Å"Jada will you take you and your sisters clothes upstairs and get dressed?’’ I replied, â€Å"Sure mommy, be right back.† i started to walk up what seemed like seventy stairs. Once I reached the top I skipped to the room my sister and I shared. Of course it was a carnation pink and a minion purple. I leaned over my sister s bed to†¦show more content†¦After a few minutes the medical assistant came to the doorway and said, â€Å"Jada Ashford.† We went back to the room and I got my regular check-up. While I he was checking my heart he said I had to get many test because my heartbeat didn’t sound right. I was just happy upset because I got to watch Dora, SpongeBob and The Backyardigans. We were told the results of my tests after about an hour or so of testing. I was diagnosed with Congenital Heart Disease. The problem had to do with my left coronary anomaly which is really rare. Usually people who have Congenital Heart Disease die before the age of 1. Congenital Heart Disease affects 8 out of 1000 newborns. The diagnosis was founded by an echocardiogram (echo). After my parents got the news they called the whole family and my grandmother had to come down from Springfield, Missouri to watch my siblings for about a month. I went straight from the doctor s office to the hospital because they were connected to each other. I was hospitalized on September 29, 2007. I had to be in the I.C.U. the whole time I was in the hospital because I could have passed out and died at any point and time. All my friends and family came to visit a lot so they made me feel comfortable and not so bored in the hospital. I don’t remember my parents ever going home the whole time I was in the hospital. The day of my surgery was October 11, 2007, a day after my brother JeRon’s birthday. I just remember