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So many memories had crossed my mind growing up. I could think of plenty of things I experienced throughout my childhood years that were unforgettable! One of the most important things children experience, are birthday parties. The most memorable birthday party I’ve ever had was when I turned eight. Having a birthday party when I was little was such a good memory. They were so much better when I was younger because I got more gifts, memories were priceless, and it was a tradition.

When I was younger my 8th birthday party was irreplaceable! I held my party at “Bowl America”, a bowling place with food, arcade games, and of course bowling. I had the time of my life, and I got everything I wanted. Getting presents at my party was the most exciting thing ever! All day I used to think about what rattled in the biggest box, which generally was the best present. I would light up with joy every time one of my friends would walk in with a beautifully wrapped box, tied in a perfect bow. Once again, it left me thinking what could possibly be in that box? I use to try to match up the size and weight, to an item off my “wish” list. A wish list was my list of ideas and things that I wanted for my birthday. Making these were always exciting, no matter how many unrealistic ideas I jotted down! In order for an accurate “wish” list, I had to go to numerous amounts of stores, to scan items. I always ended up scanning way more items, then I imagined. Then when it came to time to open my gifts, getting what I wanted was the best feeling ever! I looked forward to it all day, and I could not have asked for a more fun birthday party.

Being young, it is also extremely important to capture every moment. Memories during my childhood seemed to be the most important, especially at 8 years old. My parents and grandparents also agreed that childhood memories are important. Therefore, they would go insane at my birthday parties. I remember at “Bowl America”, I could not open one gift without seeing a flash, or holding my gift up for a perfect picture. I used to hate the constant stop and smile, every five minutes. But looking back, I am glad my family caught every breathing moment. At my party, when all of my friends and I were bowling, hanging out and having a good time, my grandparents would take millions of pictures! Now that I’m older and I look at my pictures from my party, it feels special. The looks on my face were priceless, and the things I experienced were unforgettable.

Last but not least, my 8th birthday party was very traditional. At least 2 weeks prior to my birthday party, I handed out personalized invitations to all my really close friends. The invitations had two sparkly bowling balls, and said “Come join us at Bowl America for Stephanie’s 8th Birthday Party”. The funniest thing was seeing their expressions on their faces when I handed it tom them. Their faces lit up, like it was Christmas morning. When they would arrive, all my friends would actually bring a wrapped gift, instead of just a card with money. Now that I am older, as a teenager all I want is money. But being a kid, I wanted something that I could have, right then in there. I always seemed to want a toy or a game of some sort. Besides presents, I had a cake decorated with my favorite cartoon characters and it spelled “Happy Birthday Stephanie” in my favorite colors. I was mesmerized, by how amazing my cake turned out to be. I had party games like pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and Powerpuff girls Bingo! We had plenty of arcade games, so those two games were more than enough. These two games played a major role in most of my birthday parties up until I was about 10 years old. Even though I lost most of the time, I found myself always getting a prize. After all the fun and games came cake then after, presents. When I finally had the chance to eat my cake, I first had to hear all my friends sing happy birthday to me. It was the longest off-key song that I have ever heard. But somehow I enjoyed it, it was a tradition. Then, after they sang to me, I got to blow out all 8 of my blue candles. Meanwhile, cake was served and then presents were being passed out. When it was about that time for everyone to leave, my parents made goodie bags for me to hand out to all my friends. I was embarrassed, but after giving them out, they immediately opened them and laughed with excitement. This to me was a tradition. Birthday parties of many children was special, but more importantly a childhood memory. My 8th birthday party at Bowl America was a childhood memory that I’ll never forget.

All children should experience at least one great birthday party, during their childhood. My bowling party was by far the best birthday I had ever had. I will never forget all the great memories I spent with my family and friends. I do not have birthday parties now that I am older, but even if I did it would not be the same. Birthday parties were so much better when I was younger because I got more gifts, memories were priceless, and it was a tradition. One day when I get older and have children, I want to give them some of the best birthday parties that they will never forget!