Eastman Johnson, American, 1824–1906
Oil on composition board
Unidentified artist, American, mid-19th century, American, mid-19th century
Oil on canvas
Today is the day,
that I moved away
I just blew out 19 candles. My cake is circular and full of layers. The first layer is pink and the second one is purple. The cake is yellow and tastes like vanilla. The icing says "Happy Birthday". The frosting is very fluffy and it takes very sweet. You guessed it. I am 18 years old today. I live in Aventura, Florida. I have spent my entire life here. This city just feels like home. I live next door to all of my best friends. I remember the days when we used to play in the park together on the red swings and we always went down the yellow slide. We loved the see-saw and playing hide and go seek. Now I think about these times and smile, but then I think about it and it makes me sad. I am worried about moving so far from my friends, but I know that we will always be friends even if we live very far from each other. Another thing that makes me feel like home is all of the noise and commotion that constantly occurs. I always hear cars as they pass by. I love living here because the weather is always nice, but I want and need a major change. I am slowly getting tired of the same daily routine that I take part in everyday. I wake up to the sun shining so brightly in my turquoise room. I enjoy a nice glass of iced tea that I sweeten with sugar and add lemon for a hint of extra flavor. I just finished high school so I work in the morning. When I get out of work I go to the beach or go to the Aventura mall because I love it there. I love all of the stores it has and the way that it is decorated inside. I am getting bored with the beach because the sand on my toes and the waves crashing on me get boring after years. I need a change, of climate and location. I am looking forward to the new things that I will soon experience. I want to wake up to snow on Christmas. I always picture myself curling up next to a fireplace while looking out the window watching the snow fall.All I can do is picture myself wearing cozy sweaters, scarves, gloves, and puffy coats that will keep me warm when it's frigid outside. I want the snowflakes to fall on me, so that I am completely covered in them. I want to lay in the snow and make snow angels. I am moving out today. I am nervous to leave home for the first time. I am afraid of going to college. I am getting ready to go to Vancouver. I can't believe I am moving to a different country! I have been studying French for years and it is good to know that all of that hard work I've put into practicing is meaningful and is actually going to help me out.