1. When I was a child I wanted my mother see that I could fly. I bugged her to watch me until I jumped, triped over myself and landed on my arm. I screamed and yelled when my mother told me to stop crying and that I’ll be fine. The next morning it was black and blue and I could barely move it, let alone touch it. When she finally took me to the hospital we found it was broken in two spots.
3. Once I lived in Creswell where all my friends and family were. My neighborhood was small and everyone on my culdesac was like family to me. Every weekend we had block parties and went to the dunes. Everyone was very nice and friendly. There was even an icecream truck that came twice a week. I always got the mario icecream with the big gumball nose. My neighbors only fear I think was money.
4. Empathy: to share the same feelings or emotions of another person, without experiencing what they have.
I always feel empathy. Its real feelings of experience, instead of just feeling sorry for someone or bad. The last time I felt empathy for someone was today actually. May 9th. My friends boyfriend has cancer and I saw him today and how bad his arm is. I feel bad for him because he has to deal with that. But the cancer is almost gone and im happy that he’s getting over it.. even though I dont know him all that well.