"The Special Blanket"

Personal Essay #1

My Blanket

The heat was beaming with steam on this hott summer day, my

father working under the hood of our car, mother making supper, I think it was

macaroni and cheese with hot dogs. My brother and I where playing hide and go

seek with the neighbors kids. As I began counting the last three numbers one to

ten, I hear my mother tell Michael " put that back, that's your sisters"!

I stop counting and run quickly into the house, I'm going straight for

my blankie and as I'm trying to get my blankie back by screaming and hitting my

brother; my dad suddenly runs in, snatches Michael right up into his huge arms

and takes my care-bears blanket.

Fed up with the arguing and whining over my blanket, Dad takes it

across the street to the garage, of course I'm right behind him begging him not to

throw it away, " Don't hurt ...