When I hear about a “BIRTHDAY PARTY” I get all excited because I know it’s going to be nothing, but fun. It’s a day I want forget because it’s my day. Even though it comes once a year every year; not one birthday is the same. The only things I think about are getting all dolled up and seeing all my friends and family. I never think about being mean just because it’s my birthday I just want my day to be a great day, something I can remember for a life time. On January 15, 2010 the only thing that was on my mind was just helping my friend celebrate her twenty birthday. I never thought about being in a situation where I would be treated as a stranger. I never thought her day would bring life changes to a friendship that had nothing, but love. I didn’t think a day that you are suppose rejoice would bring hatred to a friendship I once adored.