It was a Sunday night and I was stressed for many reasons. One reason was that I missed English class on Monday. I missed out on how to make a blog with the class. I was worried about what I was going to write for the blog that I had to post before class the next day. And I also had no idea how to post it or fix my blog so that my teacher could see it and so that is had the right url.
My mom had just come home from a trip to Pennsylvania so I was trying to be nice to her because I hadn’t seen her and we were celebrating her birthday that day. I made a cake for my mom’s birthday. Her favorite kind- carrot cake with cream cheese icing.
So I was at the computer trying to fix the blog site so that I could have enough time to brainstorm about what I was going to write for the assignment. I was clicking on random links off of the home page. I couldn’t figure out how to change my url. And I still had to worry about making my teacher an administrator of my page. So as time went by I got more and more desperate. I decided I would just start over and make a new blog. But the site wouldn’t let me make a new account because I already had one account for my email address. Then I found a way to delete the site that I had created. So I pressed the delete this site button. Then a page came up that said an error occurred and the page was not deleted. So I was stressing out about how to figure the site out.
Then my mom came by and told me that the cake that I made was eaten by the dog. I was so mad at the stupid dog that had to be selfish enough to eat half of the cake. Even my mom was mad at the dog and she usually sided with him in arguments. So I was upset that the birthday present for my mom was eaten. And suddenly I had a headache that got worse when my mom thought she could help figure out the blog site. My mom that has never been known for her technological skills.
So there she was telling me what to do and me maneuvering around the site knowing how to do anything but set up the new site. Some tension rose and I really didn’t want to be mean to my mom on her birthday, so when she left me alone, I broke down.
It seems so silly, getting worked up about the stubborn website and my helpful mom and my stupid selfish dog. But caught up in the moment, it was so frustrating.
After I calmed down, I figured out how to make a new site, just using the same account. Later that night, my family enjoyed the other half of the cake I made and my dog got sick. My mom was very happy with her presents and we had a great time as a family. And it was quite reassuring when I discovered that this was the perfect topic for my English paper.
4 comments:
Hi
Weird to be commenting, I know, but ours are very similar. Thought I'd share your frustration.
Julia youre weird.
I understand how agrivated you were when you were writing this, because i was frustrated when making mine.
You couldve written more details about how you broke down?
Again, like Harding's, you could start out strong with, for example, you breaking down in your room after your mom left, then going back and explaining that in the rest of the story.
I actually really enjoyed this topic. I could definitely see why it deserved an Emotional Release.
I would change your first sentence. Instead of "..and I was stressed for many reasons," compact it to (just a suggestion)"It was a Sunday night and everything seemed to be going wrong," or "..and I was extremely stressed." I think If you begin by saying" I was stressed for many reasons," it begins to sound like a list.
Other parts of your story sounded somewhat listed too. I think if you expand on it (add details, maybe dialogue) then the reader will be able to better visualize it and you won't feel the need to organize your story that way.
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