5. "Sweet 18"

      I’m sure that everyone has numerous stories to tell, because everyday something happens and leaves imprints on our mind. However, I can’t remember something really funny, though I really would like to tell something interesting. As we should write a story so I tell about a memorable event in my life.

     This year on the 11^th April I had my eighteenth birthday. Practically for everyone this date is meaningful. I’m not an exception.  Frankly speaking, I was in a bad mood before my birthday. It is quite usual for me. I always realize that one more year has passed and I haven’t done a lot. The same thoughts “visited” me at that time. I was confused and felt that I wasn’t ready to become independent. The coming date didn’t make me glad. Anyway, now I see that practically nothing has changed.  My low spirits was just a waste of time.

      But the story continues. In the evening, on the 10^th April I came home after an intensive lessons, feeling absolutely exhausted. My father met me and told that until the midnight I couldn’t go to my room and should stay in the living room. It cheered me up, because I guessed that my mother and my godmother were preparing something special for me. The time passed quickly. I was excited! At 0.0 a.m I slowly came to my room and was absolutely surprised. My mothers (I think that I can use a plural form because I have two mothers)))) spent the whole evening to decorate my room(and flat) in a magical and amazing way. They made garlands and flowers of little balloons. I was so happy at that moment and felt that I’m the most special person)). My parents are wonderful! Of course, I got a lot of valuable presents from them but they are not so dear to my heart then something that was made by their own hands. I am sure that it is necessary for everyone to feel love from nearest and dearest. 

It is so good to be loved!