My+Story

**Jamie's Story **
My story starts on September 15, 1995, which is the day that I was born. I was born into a family of three, which included a mom a dad and an older sister who was four. They taught me how to walk around one year old. A year after I was born I became a big sister. When she was born I wanted to play with her because I thought she was my doll. Her and me did a lot together, we drank our bottles together, we ate together, we played together, and we even had our birthdays together. When I was three, I learned how to ride a bike, with training wheels of course. At four or five I learned how to ride a two-wheeler. For my fourth birthday I got a Baby doll that was filled with air and a ball. I named my baby doll Emma; I still have her to this day. When I was younger Emma went through a lot of surgeries. For example, one time when I went Up North to my Uncles house in West Field, for vacation my baby doll popped. She went flat so my mom and me had to stuff her with cotton when we got home. One other time we were up north my baby dolls head fell off, so some how my mom had to sow it back on. Even though her head is on it is still kind of wiggly. Now the ball I got was ran over by our car because I left it in the drive way one morning.

When my two sisters Maria and Ashley and me were little. We shared the same bedroom. We had to share because there were only to rooms in our house. Then when we found out mom was going to have a baby, my dad started to tear off the roof. So he could build an up stairs, now Maria has her own room, Sean has his own room and Ashley and me have to share a room. He even built a full bath up stairs so my sisters and I have their own bathroom. When I was four turning five I went to school. I didn’t want to go, I was hugging my mom and crying. I cried almost every morning in the gym during K5, but once I got into the classroom I was okay. My best friend from K5 to fourth grade was a girl named Michaela, but I don't see her anymore because she moved. See I went to Burdick from K5 all the way to now. When I was five and in first grade I became a big sister again to my little brother, Sean. When we were having a baby shower for Sean and my family was over, I got ran over by a bike. This is how it happened me and my cousins were playing in the front yard on the sidewalk and all of a sudden this boy who lived down the block came speeding down the hill on this bike that was to big for him. That is how I got hit I don’t remember seeing anything but darkness. When I got hit I didn’t cry but after I got hit I wanted to lie down, but my parents wouldn’t let me. About a half an hour later the boy came and said sorry to my dad. The next day my mom took me to the doctors’ office because I started to get purple blotches on my arms and legs. The doctor said I had a road drag concussion, but life went on.

My favorite things to do is scrapbooking, drawing, and playing outside. I also like to swim because my Great Grandma has an in ground pool. My two favorite sports is baseball and football. When I grow up I want to be an architect or an K5 teacher. I like having a bigger family, for there is always someone to do something with. Even though when we go on vacation the car might be kind of squished. I ‘m happy about my family.

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