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The Best Day Of My Life Essay

, Research Paper The best day of my life Three years ago had to be the best day of my life. It was the time when I saw my dad for the first time. I was really nervous

, Research Paper

The best day of my life

Three years ago had to be the best day of my life. It was the

time when I saw my dad for the first time. I was really nervous

but everything seemed to work out just fine, he was very

different from what I expected; I was expecting someone strict

and old fashion, but amazingly he wasn?t. He was really nice

and outgoing, The thing that was kind of awkward was that we

looked exactly the same. For the first five or ten minutes there

wasn?t much talking but after that you could tell that we were

related.

When we arrived at his house I was immediately stupefied

he said that he had a nice house I was thinking along the lines

as an average two or three bedroom house but it wasn?t it was

gigantic, along with his gigantic house he had two very

beautiful horses they had a very refulgent brown color in them

that I still vividly remember. After along day I went to my

bedroom where I fell asleep very quickly.

When morning came I realized that I was famished and a split

second later he entered my room and said breakfast

is ready, I could not believe it, it was like he had read my

mind.

. After breakfast we went horse back riding we rode horses all

day, it was about 5 o?clock when we returned. The next

surprise was dinner, dinner was great my dad and I had a

wonderful conversation I really didn?t know how lilting and

effulgent he was until then.

When I woke up he told me to get dressed, I didn?t know

what was going on, he told me he had another surprise. When I

got out of my bed I noticed that I was very feeble from ridding

horses the previous day. I felt like an old man with arthritic I

still remember groaning when I was putting on my clothes.

When I reached the front door I saw 2 four wheelers. I was

excited but dreaded the bumpy ride. This was the day I

procrastinated to think about it was the day I had to leave, I

didn?t want to go but I had to. I was excited to tell my mother

how my trip was in fact I was so excited I was vigil when it

came to my bed time. I hope to go back soon.

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