Barbie Doll House Makes A Great Gift

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It’s an essay (but an interesting one I promise). I’d just like to hear what you have to say. Anything, be it praise or criticism, is welcome. =)

Family. It’s more than someone whose blood type is similar to yours. It’s more than someone you live with, fight with, love with and cry with. Family is the support system that holds a household together. Without this simple, six lettered noun, my life would be chaos; but with it, my life is magical. There are tears involved, and there’s commitment too. But the end result is something more fantastic than can be described in words: love.
In today’s society, family is too often forgotten about. It is shamefully scraped under the rug for later, something that ought to be paid attention to, but rarely is. What must be remembered is the fact that nobody would be here if it weren’t for family; not only because it is where we come from, but because it is what makes us. A mother doesn’t raise a child, a family raises a child. This is all too easy to forget when life is fine and simple and good. When everything is carefree and easy to manage, and family is put on the back burner for later. Unfortunately, by the time we realize how important family is and how much it truly shapes us, it’s too late. I only know this too well.
It all started with simple motor problems. But by the last day of my seventh grade school year, my mom had been taken to the emergency room. The CAT-scan revealed a tumor. A tumor. To describe the shock would be impossible- it was like one of those dreams where you just can’t wake up. But through it all, the chemo, radiation, rehab and physical therapy, my mom has emerged stronger than ever.
And even more amazing, my entire family has become closer due to this horrific experience. Rather than trying to handle our grief on our own, we learned to cope. To talk. To cry. What I went through was something that I could not have done without my family to back me up. And as often as I find myself wishing this hadn’t happened to me, as often as I find myself wondering why, I know that somewhere hidden behind this curse, there is a blessing. It is a blessing of hope, togetherness, and strength. But most of all, it is the blessing that my family is strong enough to be able to overcome this obstacle, and look ahead into the future, rather than dwell on the past.
But how could I mention family without mentioning my sister? Five years ago, I would never dream of mentioning her in any document that would be readily available to the public, but things have changed since then. From the days of tie-dye bathing suits and Barbie doll games in the sun, to college applications and courses for high school, my sister and I have evolved from being simply sisters to so much more. And it’s more than shopping and gossiping. It’s a bond that has evolved out of nowhere and continues to build up over the years. The connection between two sisters is one that nobody could really understand- apart from two sisters.
Of course, there is one more member of the family who simply cannot go without being mentioned, and that is our chubby, black-haired, non-blinking dog, Leila. Chosen from amongst all her little brothers and sisters for mountains of kisses she showered us with, Leila has been a part of our family ever since we got her eight years ago. It just goes to show that family doesn’t have to be someone you have a blood relation to. Family doesn’t even have to be all human!
To have family, one must have love, care, and understanding. It’s a support system, more reliable than any other kind. Family can consist of two people, or one hundred people, or more! It can be all under one roof or it can be a community. Growing up in a close-knit neighborhood, I have experienced first hand what it’s like to have a home away from home. It is almost as important as the house I grow up in.
My family? It consists of a stay at home mom, a working dad, a sister at college, a fat, smelly dog, and me. It consists of my neighbors, who I would call my brothers and sisters without hesitation. It consists of my cousins, aunts, uncles, and Nonna (my zesty Italian grandmother who could very easily have her own essay written about her). What ties all these different people together is our constant love for each other, the memories we share, but most of all, the laughs we have enjoyed together. Because greater than all the tears, anger, and obstacles we have overcome together is the happiness we have shared. It is what represents us as one. As a community. As a family.
What is family, truly? It is, at best, an environment full of love. An environment I have been fortunate enough to be a part of my entire life.

DONT BE TURNED OFF BY THE LONGNESS YOU DONT HAVE TO READ IT ALL!!!
I am very bored and this is probably in the wrong section. lol i have two but you dont have to read you can just post your FUNNY story lol it can be about when you caught something on fire, did something embarrassing, bathrooms, or anything randomly funny!

these are really funny though but if you dont want to read, just put your story lol

1:
one time my friend told me that when he was little his mom was cooking bacon and she left the room to do some laundry and his sisters barbie kitchen set was near so he so stupidly took the little toy barbie broom and stuck it in the fire! so now he is freaking out and he starts smacking it on the floor and he finally gets it out and there was a little burnt spot on the floor so he put a rug over it and to this day she still does not know.lol

2:
one time my best friend and her brother and sister slept over at my house and we were really hyper and i made lemonade and played video games and watched tv. anyway time for bed. my friends brother slept on the floor closest to my bed then my best friends sister and then my best friend. i had a BIG tall cup of lemonade on my nightstand right next to my best friends brothers head. well i was having this CRAZY dream about what we did that day, i was where the tv show setting was and it looked like the video game we played and i was falling! because i was hyper and jumping around before i went to bed. okay so as i was falling in my dream my arms were swinging in big circles! (i am known to do weird stuff while i sleep) and DOOM! i knock over that lemonade all over my best friends brothers head. i wake up and i say oh no. and i pretend to go back to sleep because i dont want to deal with it right now in the dark and i am trying SOO hard to keep from laughing. he wakes up, sits up and looks around and then all of them wake up because it got on them a little bit bit it got on my best friends brother the most. but her brother moves and in the morning i say sorry and he goes.. omg! i thought you did it on purpose as a joke lol then he went to take a shower because he was mega sticky. LOL!!!

DONT BE TURNED OFF BY THE LONGNESS YOU DONT HAVE TO READ IT ALL!!!
I am very bored and this is probably in the wrong section. lol i have two but you dont have to read you can just post your FUNNY story lol it can be about when you caught something on fire, did something embarrassing, bathrooms, or anything randomly funny!

these are really funny though but if you dont want to read, just put your story lol

1:
one time my friend told me that when he was little his mom was cooking bacon and she left the room to do some laundry and his sisters barbie kitchen set was near so he so stupidly took the little toy barbie broom and stuck it in the fire! so now he is freaking out and he starts smacking it on the floor and he finally gets it out and there was a little burnt spot on the floor so he put a rug over it and to this day she still does not know.lol

2:
one time my best friend and her brother and sister slept over at my house and we were really hyper and i made lemonade and played video games and watched tv. anyway time for bed. my friends brother slept on the floor closest to my bed then my best friends sister and then my best friend. i had a BIG tall cup of lemonade on my nightstand right next to my best friends brothers head. well i was having this CRAZY dream about what we did that day, i was where the tv show setting was and it looked like the video game we played and i was falling! because i was hyper and jumping around before i went to bed. okay so as i was falling in my dream my arms were swinging in big circles! (i am known to do weird stuff while i sleep) and DOOM! i knock over that lemonade all over my best friends brothers head. i wake up and i say oh no. and i pretend to go back to sleep because i dont want to deal with it right now in the dark and i am trying SOO hard to keep from laughing. he wakes up, sits up and looks around and then all of them wake up because it got on them a little bit bit it got on my best friends brother the most. but her brother moves and in the morning i say sorry and he goes.. omg! i thought you did it on purpose as a joke lol then he went to take a shower because he was mega sticky. LOL!!!

This is an essay that I wrote this past year in 8th grade. I’m 14 years old Btw. And please don’t shrink away when you hear the word essay. I promise it’s not boring. Criticism is welcome AND wanted. Thanks!

Family. It’s more than someone whose blood type is similar to yours. It’s more than someone you live with, fight with, love with and cry with. Family is the support system that holds a household together. Without this simple, six lettered noun, my life would be chaos; but with it, my life is magical. There are tears involved, and there’s commitment too. But the end result is something more fantastic than can be described in words: love.
In today’s society, family is too often forgotten about. It is shamefully scraped under the rug for later, something that ought to be paid attention to, but rarely is. What must be remembered is the fact that nobody would be here if it weren’t for family; not only because it is where we come from, but because it is what makes us. A mother doesn’t raise a child, a family raises a child. This is all too easy to forget when life is fine and simple and good. When everything is carefree and easy to manage, and family is put on the back burner for later. Unfortunately, by the time we realize how important family is and how much it truly shapes us, it’s too late. I only know this too well.
It all started with simple motor problems. But by the last day of my seventh grade school year, my mom had been taken to the emergency room. The CAT-scan revealed a tumor. A tumor. To describe the shock would be impossible- it was like one of those dreams where you just can’t wake up. But through it all, the chemo, radiation, rehab and physical therapy, my mom has emerged stronger than ever.
And even more amazing, my entire family has become closer due to this horrific experience. Rather than trying to handle our grief on our own, we learned to cope. To talk. To cry. What I went through was something that I could not have done without my family to back me up. And as often as I find myself wishing this hadn’t happened to me, as often as I find myself wondering why, I know that somewhere hidden behind this curse, there is a blessing. It is a blessing of hope, togetherness, and strength. But most of all, it is the blessing that my family is strong enough to be able to overcome this obstacle, and look ahead into the future, rather than dwell on the past.
But how could I mention family without mentioning my sister? Five years ago, I would never dream of mentioning her in any document that would be readily available to the public, but things have changed since then. From the days of tie-dye bathing suits and Barbie doll games in the sun, to college applications and courses for high school, my sister and I have evolved from being simply sisters to so much more. And it’s more than shopping and gossiping. It’s a bond that has evolved out of nowhere and continues to build up over the years. The connection between two sisters is one that nobody could really understand- apart from two sisters.
Of course, there is one more member of the family who simply cannot go without being mentioned, and that is our chubby, black-haired, non-blinking dog, Leila. Chosen from amongst all her little brothers and sisters for mountains of kisses she showered us with, Leila has been a part of our family ever since we got her eight years ago. It just goes to show that family doesn’t have to be someone you have a blood relation to. Family doesn’t even have to be all human!
To have family, one must have love, care, and understanding. It’s a support system, more reliable than any other kind. Family can consist of two people, or one hundred people, or more! It can be all under one roof or it can be a community. Growing up in a close-knit neighborhood, I have experienced first hand what it’s like to have a home away from home. It is almost as important as the house I grow up in.
My family? It consists of a stay at home mom, a working dad, a sister at college, a fat, smelly dog, and me. It consists of my neighbors, who I would call my brothers and sisters without hesitation. It consists of my cousins, aunts, uncles, and Nonna (my zesty Italian grandmother who could very easily have her own essay written about her). What ties all these different people together is our constant love for each other, the memories we share, but most of all, the laughs we have enjoyed together. Because greater than all the tears, anger, and obstacles we have overcome together is the happiness we have shared. It is what represents us as one. As a community. As a family.
What is family, truly? It is, at best, an environment full of love. An environment I have been fortunate enough to be a part of my entire life.

ok i had a dream last night, ok i will tell u my dream. i woke up in the morning and went in my basement, then the alarm for my house went off. so i went to go shot it off and i saw a man so i ran. but then when i went to my mom i said turn off the alarm. i was holding my ears. the alarm was killing my ears! it hurt and it was loud! then my mom goes i dont hear the alarm. WHAT I SAY! its loud!!!!!!!! im screaming at the top of my lungs! my moms telling me to stop. then all the sudden it went off. my face wasnt red anymore. i told her i saw a man and then the alarm went on and the sound hurt. she said well ur dreaming. so then i went back in the basement. then the lamp flew off the table. i didnt even bother to get up i was so scared. then i saw a black figure step in front of the TV i was so mad i went up to the figure and touched him. my hand went right threw. i ran upstairs. then my mom said were going out soon. so then i heard someone knocking on the door and it was alittle girl with a barbie doll, i didnt know who she was. she ask me to go outside and play. i ask my mom and my mom wanted to meat her but when my mom got to the door the little girl ran away like she wasnt real. so when it was time to leave we went to my cousins house. then my cousins wanted to pull a late april fools day joke cuz yesterday was april fools, so then they pushed me in the street they were screaming rum theres a car and they put something on top of me like a blinket. then i screamed. then they said april fools! then i heard them screaming run RUN RUN!!!!! so when i got the blinket off i got hit by a car, then i woke up…. does this dream mean something
i remember so much cuz it didnt feel like a dream at all, it felt so real. thats y i ask if this dream means something.

I was back at my grandparents house. I was packing it up after they were put in a nursing home. Exept, it wasn’t their stuff. It was art supplies, my old Barbie dolls, very nice antiques. There were Jesus figureines, and small Wiccan altars. My parents were letting me have my pick of things. I took no Jesus figures, and took the small altars. My dad paid no attention, but my mom noticed. She asked me why I wanted no Jesus figures. Then I woke up. This is very odd. In case it matters, I am a Wiccan.

My mom gave me a bunch of my old toys and I want to sell some of them on ebay. I need to know what names they are, if they are worth anything, etc. Thanks for your help. I appreciate it.

I had a dream that I had foster parents and I was really sad. They had four kids. Two girls who were tweens, a boy who was my age, and a baby. The older kids all stayed in one room and the baby slept with the parents. I slept in a room above the older kids room. I was talking to the parents and I was really sad because I wanted to go home because I missed my mommy and daddy. They let me go and I was back home with mom who said there were geckos. We ran into a room and tried to shut the door but the hinges were messed up. A gecko came in and mom killed it but its legs came off and they turned into Barbie doll legs. I left the house suddenly and was on top of a cliff. I jumped off into this weird ocean, everything was either black or blue. There was a narrator but I don’t remember what they were saying. What do you think this dream means? I’m 17 if that matters.

The problem is:
Cathy and Rachel went to Walmart to buy some stuff to share. They wanted to buy 1 Barbie dream house (cost 299.98), one Barbie jeep (cost 24.99) , 2 new Barbies (cost 18.99 each) and 2 new outfits (cost 5.00 each). Tax was 8%. Rachel’s mom had a coupon for 10% off. Cathy said she would pay 3/4 the final price, if she could play with it first. How much did Cathy have to pay, and how much did Rachel have to pay? Srry it is kind of hard and long, but will someone please help me!
By the way i need this asap!

This is NOT a dream. I swear i saw it happen, One night i was having pleasant dreams then i felt something touch my leg, I thought it was my cat so bent over to pet him, then like things started climbing up my arms, i ran over and turned on my light and Chole, Jade, Ken, Barbie and Kelly were right there, they said i couldn’t tell anyone,They wanted me to buy like 6 boxes of polly pocket dolls because they wanted revenge, If they found out i was on here they would pick up the barbie dream house and whack me with it in the middle of the night, my mom told me i shouldn’t of bought them for 20 bucks a peice but NOOOO i didnt listen to her.