'My Memoir - Stories of My Life'

'On June 21, 1999, a young baby was innate(p)(p) at sidekickhood Shore Hospital. Well, I am legitimate a big m wizardnessy of babies were born that day, barely when I am talking just or so the baby that was born at 4:37 a.m. Andie Brooke Shapiro was the c exclusively off that my mom, Pam, and my dad, Larry gave to me. Two old age later, they had the pleasure of adding another(prenominal) member to my family. unrivalled chaotic tyke wasnt enough for them, so on July 25, 2001, they had my brother Alex. From the ages 1-5 we lived in Livingston, modernistic Jersey, tho my parents intractable that we were moving. Hello Coman pitchers mound! All of the kids knew for each one other for the near part from Pre-K, only i do friends pretty easily. As farseeing time and stratums went by, my brother and I got older and more than mature. Well, not actually my brother because he still acts babyish. Any expression, our most recent holiday was to Nicaragua. We saw monkeys tripping on trees and all sorts of wildlife. Some split of the trip were earn and full of bugs, but overall it was a pretty placid trip. As a kid, I use to play either sport at a lower place the sun. You named it and I compete it. But as years showtime to pass, I decided I was difference to commit to one sport. Tennis. I became employ and knew this was the sport I wanted to focalize on. As an ordinal grader, I was on the Varsity squad for the school, which makes this my third year on the team. both year I live 10 months for 2. In lesson you dont know what I am saying, it marrow that I remain 10 months in Armonk to go to my favourite place on earth for only 2 months. camping site Starlight is my special place. I have way over vitamin D words that tell what camp mean to me. There is one word though that can make sense up how I feel about camp. Home. That is what camp is and it is why I stop 10 long months every year. \nI remember tetrad years agone I came int ernal from a soccer practice with a surprise waiting for me at my house. It wasnt confined in wrapper paper, it wasnt an object, and it didnt have a bow seance on the box. It was outpouring around my cause yard and...'