School and I

What helped to motivate me to work in school was that my counselor helped me think more about my future. Now that I am more motivated to do my work I want to get done as much as I can. I took me a while to start doing work but now I think about all the time I waste for playing around. Now that I am here I want to show my best. Sometimes is hard but I know that at the end I am receiving good things out of it. Sometimes I fell like I don’t want to continue, but I think about other things like getting the best out of me and showing my niece the best out of me. My niece is one of the most important things in my life and I want to help her in each of her steps. My mom had shown me to fight for what I want and that’s what I am doing; fighting for what I want, and taking her advice. I really want to graduate from high school and I am going to fight for all it takes. Now school is very important in my life. I am very proud of my self and I want to keep it up.

My Niece and My Sister

The most important thing in my life is my niece. My niece is my whole world when she was born I never thought I was going to love her so much sometimes I look at her and my eyes get watery just thinking about her, I don’t even want to think about it. When she was born I was in my room talking on the phone like I usually do. I received a call from my aunt and the first thing they told me was “You’re an aunt but your sister is really complicated and the doctor said “She almost knocked Jesus’s door”.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I should cry or laugh. My heart was bumping so fast. I couldn’t hold it. I stared crying tears where coming down my face like water goes down a water fall. I was in shock calling every five minutes. Two days later I couldn’t hold it. I bought a ticket and I flew there. Coming from the airport guess what was the first stop? The hospital. Only one person could come in, my mom did. After a while it was visitation hour I came in. My sister was better. I came in her room when I saw her face more tears were coming down my face I had a mix of emotions. I couldn’t wait to see my niece. When I got to see her I stared crying in a good way it was because I was so happy my niece looked like a little angel folded in a blanket. Now that my niece came to my life and I see her growing up each day my life has changed a lot. I love my niece.
Yadielis and Yarline Te Amo!

An Aunt Again

I’m going to be an aunt for a third time, and I’m once again excited to death. I have two brothers and they each have a child. This is about to change for Andres. He is married and has a wonderful family. His daughter which was my first niece is named Isabella and I would do anything to protect her. She’s already two years old and is expecting a little sister around April whose name is going to be Samantha.

I couldn’t be happier when I heard the news. I was just as happy as the Yankees were when they won the World Championship. My parents and I have been buying her clothes and clothes for little girls couldn’t get more precious. I also have a nephew named Alejandro. He is eighteen months old and he is really big. He’s also very smart just like Isabella. They are quick to learn new things and capture everything they see.

Alejandro loves to play with Isabella, since they’re growing up together. Isabella is older therefore she knows more, like her numbers to five, her colors, and most of the family’s names. They are my world and I love them very much. I can’t wait until my sister-in-law gives birth to her second daughter and have her here with me.

I love kids, but I’m too young to have my own. I’m waiting to have my life set with a career and accomplish my goals. For now I’m as excited as if they were my own. I love them and always will. They’re in Colombia and even though I can’t always have them, I feel it in my heart that they are there. I will always be here, and I can’t wait until Isabella grows up. Being her only aunt means I’m going to try my hardest to be her best friend. These three kids are my life, and will continue to be.

Miguel vs. Ryan

“Oh lord!” I thought to myself in my head. “Why does this have to happen to me?”

I’m facing the worst decision of my life and I don’t know what to do. I remember when it was just me and Miguel and when he seemed like the perfect guy in the world and I was the luckiest girl. But as the year went on there was a bump in the road with me and him and we separated for a good amount of time. I felt horrible, like a piece of me was missing. I didn’t feel so lucky anymore. I was just a normal girl.

But then I met him. He was in my first hour (I also had Miguel in my first hour). His name was Ryan. He was so cute and I was always just wondering if he even noticed me, but a week went by and I still never said a word to him but for some reason I had an urge to check my MySpace and I had a message. It was from Ryan! My friend Kesha was with me and she knew how much I liked him and we were both shrieking with joy.

I opened it and he said that he’d been seeing me and that I look like a girl he would be into and so that’s how the conversation started and we talked for a month or two until he asked me out. So of course I said yes. We talked on the phone everyday and always had something to talk about. There was never a dull moment. Until one day, we had a big argument and I stopped answering his calls.

Well, now I’m back with Miguel and things are on a kind of good, kind of bad trail. To make things worse, Ryan’s been calling me and expressing his true feelings for me. Having to deal with all of this makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong but it feels so right. I’m not sure if that’s what I want to deal with but I guess I just have a big decision on my hands.

Like Sisters

I have a sister but to keep it honest she’s my bestiee her name is Thena. We’ve known each other for about six years (about to be seven in a few weeks :] ). We have been thorough everything together. She is awesome. She’s the only one I really truly trust. She is like my personal guidance counselor. Whenever I feel like I’m alone I feel my phone vibrate and see her name on the screen and I’m reminded that I do and will always have someone who’s going to be there for me.

When we are together we are invincible, like the world can come at us with all its might but we can still stand strong as long as were together. I’m not saying without me she’s weak, but I have to admit it we work best together.

Every girl has to have a support system when they are young especially with all these boys here. She is mine. Like the time where I didn’t know what to do because my boyfriend was not being to nice to me. All I had to do was pick up my cell phone and dial her number and as soon as the ringing started I knew I was going to get through the day just because I’m going to talk to her and make it all better.

I promise I wouldn’t know what to do if I hadn’t met her in the fourth grade. She is my better half. The ying to my yang. Most of all she’s my best friend, well I think she’s even more than that. She is my sister. I love my crazy sister, Thena.

Best Friends

Well, I met this girl who truly makes me feel like I’m someone. We go to school together. She’s someone I could call a sister.

When I found out that she was moving I was sad, really sad and I didn’t know what to do! Her family was getting ready to move, packing there stuff, and signing papers..

We spent our last days together, having sleepovers, getting our nails done, going to the movies, and talking about things we didn’t feel like saying to other people. Every night I would think about this situation and these phrases would keep coming into my head like “WHO WOULD I SPEND TIME WITH WHEN IM BORED”, “WHO WOULD BE THERE FOR ME WHEN NO ONE ELSE IS THERE”…

Well on the day that was supposed to be her last day IT WASN’T because her sister’s case worker said she had a bad criminal record so they couldn’t move. LET ME TELL YOU I WAS SO D*** HAPPY” that I screamed to the top of my lungs and hugged my friend really tight.

After that I was the happiest person in the world!

Peer Pressure

Okay I go to a school called -------. I just started like last month some time.
I’m friends with every body. But there are a couple of people here that don’t like me. When I first started I got paper thrown at me, called names, talked about in my face.

All this for what?

I don’t know.

I went home and explained it to my mom. I hated coming to school everyday because of this but I had to deal with it. I’m here not to make friends but to do my work. I try talking to my counselors about it but it seems it didn’t work. I’ll be glad when I leave this place.

I know everything is going to work out soon. Everybody is not going to stay here forever. I just don’t know how much I can take.

Everything is going bad. I’m only 16. I can’t take it any more! When I’m mad, sad, down and out the only thing I trust and can turn to was my diary. No one seemed to have time for me. That’s why I can’t wait until I get old enough so I can move away from everyone. It always seemed as if all the bad things happen to me. Why? Why? Why?

I thought bullying wasn’t allowed in this school.

Prosecutor

When I grow up I want to be a prosecutor. I want to be a well known lawyer all over the United States of America. I want to be a lawyer because its something I’ve always wanted to be growing up. Growing up I would act like I was in a courtroom and I would present my case in front of a jury and I never lost any of my cases. I love watching shows that have anything to do with the law and victims because that motivates me to shoot for my dreams. I watch Law & Order, Law & Order Criminal Intent ,Law & Order SVU, and The Closer, Without A Trace and plenty more. I will do what ever I have to do to make my dream come true.

Difficult Decisions in Love

A time I had to make a difficult decision was when my ex-boyfriend’s best friend wanted to go out with me. I liked him but I was scared because that was his best friend and I didn’t want Fredo to get mad.

Guess what? Yeah and my dumb self still went out with him. His name was Ace. The only reason I went out with him even though I know it was wrong was because he always treated me right. He did some things that Fredo never did and that is showing me respect.
Also he would try to chill with me everyday and I liked that. I thought it was sweet.

So one way we were walking to ‘’the cut ‘’ which is a little place in the woods behind a liquor store by a neighborhood where people just hang out at and vibe. Anyways, we got there and suddenly Fredo had to be there. He was sitting down on the couch with his other girl and his friend Lancey .As soon as I walked in Fredo’s eyes came straight to me then he looked down and texted me ‘’don’t fxxking talk to me.’’ I replied “Why?’’

He didn’t write back but he looked like he wanted to hit the shxt out of me. Later on that day he was rolling ,and he had lost the leaf. I helped him look for it. Well hey, he was right next to me. I had to help him even though he was mad. So I lifted up his shirt to see if he misplaced it there and his girl was quick to say something.

Her name was Yaya. She said “You don’t have to touch his shirt.”

I was like, “Oh wow. Who are you to tell me that?” Ace was mad so he left and Yaya joined him out the cut .The only people left was Lancey, Fredo and me .We got bored so we left to Fredo’s house .When we arrived to his crib I had to leave. My cousin was going to pick me up .So last but not least, I said bye and walked off.

Out of nowhere Fredo followed me and said “Babe, wait.’’ I stopped and turned around and said “What happened?’’ and he said ‘’Can I have a kiss?’’in the sweetest voice ever.

And with out me answering his question he gave me a kiss anyways .I just stood there and kissed him back .

The next day I broke up with Ace and Fredo broke up with THAT GIRL and we worked things out .Now we go out and chill everyday. Fredo was better then ever. Ace was little bit mad when he saw us but everything was straight and back to normal .

A note to the bae in jail :

A note to the bae in jail :

I miss your crazy ass. I haven’t seen you in a minute. You always got to get into some kind of trouble. But that’s what makes you and I love it .But you really need to tighten up.

I want to let you know that I haven’t forgot about you .And Babe, remember that last day we chilled you came with Jit to Rambo Park to come see me and that boy came up to me and asked me if I went out with you? Well I’m sorry I said NO when I was going out with you at that time. I regret it. I should of said YES because you are my baby. No other boy can take your place.

Anyway how have you been? I’ve been going to school everyday. I haven’t skipped like I used to with you.

Be good in there. Don’t listen to haters in there. Ignore them .
Do that for me and I will wait for you until you come out with my arms open ready to hug you as hard as I can .You remain in my mind always and forever .

I have to go now .

I love you.

SOMETHING I WILL NEVER FORGET (

When I was about 9 years old something happened to me that I would never forget. Well one night when my mother was working all night, my uncle was home watching me and my sisters. He was suddenly mad at his girlfriend. I guess they were arguing on the phone. So he took all his anger on me. I was sleeping and he woke me up and, asked me a “QUESTION.”

The question he asked was an ordinary question, a question that never would have came to my head! Well the question that he asked was, “CAN I TOUCH YOU?” I didn’t know he meant it in a negative way. But I guess I was wrong. After that happened, I wasn’t the same person anymore.

I didn’t talk to anyone for a while. I was just being to myself. Three days later I finally talked to my mom and told her what my uncle did to me. I went through lots of things like talking to the police and just answering a lot of questions.

After that situation was handled I still wasn’t back to normal. I was a depressed person. But every since I came to my new school, I’ve gotten a little talkative. I’m going to put what happened back and start a new life not worrying about anything!

Relationship Issues

I’m gay. I’m in a relationship with this girl. I really love her. She tells me she loves me too, but then she doesn’t act like it to me. She puts her homeboys before me, and when she is around her friends she ignores my calls or when she does answers me she gets very slick and tries to show off. I hate that. If you’re going to act like that don’t mess with me. I really love her and for her to act out on me like this, it isn’t worth it.

She gets money (you don’t want to know from where), she stays with the cash , and she pays my mom’s phone bill just to talk to me. But when I need my hair done or my hygienic things she is so stingy. If I have it, she got it. I’ll give her my heart and die with out.

That’s how much I love her.

We met at my old neighbor hood out side. We met eyes and I just knew I had to have her. I asked her cousin for her number, and she gave it to me. We used to text, and talk on the phone. She use to try and act “hard to get.” That’s what I hated about her. But I did try so hard. I gave it my all.

Now I’m her main lady. Me and her until death do us part. At least that’s what I thought.

Now we don’t go out. We are just close friends. She talks to this other girl.

Do I care? Yes\no. I’m the main bae. Duhhhh!!!!! She is not going anywhere and I’m not either.

And what I don’t like is when I make her mad she calls me stupid b****,dumb h**,
I get called every name but the child of god. When I get mad at her I don’t talk to her.
Then she tries to suck up to me and be nasty but she knows how to make me give in.

Women's Equality

Today we celebrate women’s equality day. Do you like being a women? What are the worst parts?

The best part of being women is that we can do things that boys can’t do. And the worse part is worrying about your weight and how you look.
Women can do some things that men can’t do. For example, women have the ability to have babies and to do splits and boys can’t do that stuff because their body won’t let them. So that’s definitely a plus for women.

One of the worst parts of being a women is the obsession we have with wanting to look skinny. Now a days every girl you see maybe or maybe not has something that they can change about their body and if they see a little imperfection they have to fix it and that’s kind of bad. I think that is unhealthy because they all might do something that hurts their body like crash dieting. You are basically starving yourself. I don’t agree with that at all. I also wouldn’t like someone who gets plastic surgery because that is very dangerous and can lead into a lot of other bad things.

The People Who mean Everything To Me

The most important people in my life would be my family; which includes my mother, my father, two brothers and my niece and nephew. My closest friends are Z----, Yoselin, Dulce, and Yanibel. Another one would be my four-year boyfriend Robert. These people mean everything to me, and I would do anything for them at any needed time.

My mother specifically would be my number one! My right hand in other words. She’s always been here, and I know no matter where I go in life, I’ll have my mother in my life. I’m grateful to have her here and I’m so delighted in being her daughter; it feels like I’ve got everything in the world. Of course we have our bad times but she’s the woman that gave me life and I couldn’t thank her enough for that. Not many teens get a mother like this, so I feel extra lucky. I can talk to her about absolutely anything, and everything. When I need her, she’s always there. My father also means a lot. Even though he isn’t my birth father, he’s as special to me as any birth father would be. He’s raised me since an early age, and just like my mom he’s being there and tried hard to understand me. I’m so thankful for the parents god chose for me.

My closest friends would be Z----, Yoselin, Dulce, Yanibel. I’ve k known them all in different years but I know I can count on them. Each of them is very special and hold a part of my heart. Thanks to them I know what true friendship feels like, and after so many disappointments I’ve incurred. Z---- and me are basically Bonnie & Clyde. Most of the time we’re together and we couldn’t be closer- we both trust each other, and we can talk to each other about anything. Yoselin, is my partner in crime/besti she’s been here for me through my problems and she’s still here just like I’ll always be here as well. Dulce, is the humorous one and she always gets my weird side, which I love. On the other hand, Yanibel has been here for the longest and even though distance separates us we couldn’t be closer at hearts.

My boyfriend means a lot to me. We’ve been dating for four years and even though they’ve been on and off, I wouldn’t ask for someone else. He tries to understand me when I’m going through my weird moments, and does a great job at being there for me. He’s not like other guys out there. He’s unique. He doesn’t know how much potential he has, but one of the reasons I’m here is to show him. He’s taught me a lot in four years and I believe our love for each other is that unconditional love. I’m glad to have these people in my life because thanks to them I’m the person I am today.

Future Poem "I Feel Like R. Kelly"

I’m 23 years old, living in the city that never sleeps!
I’m hearing my secretary call my phone reminding me, my appointment with Mr. Lopez is at three pm.
Just to think about all the crazy stories he confesses every Wednesday afternoon makes me want to scream my lungs out.
I’m in a perfect stage of my life; a renowned psychologist.
I feel like R.Kelly- The worlds greatest!
I hear strange noises – BING! BANG! BOOM!
I feel my chair transporting me back to November 19, 2009.
I have a vivid picture of me waiting extremely patient for my birthday to come.
I was about to turn the big eighteen, and I was finally starting to feel grown.
I’m back to my office and Mr. Lopez is knocking on my glass door.
Remembering the days when I went through them as I wished seems childish, I never had obligations and all I worried about was having a new cell phone and my fresh car.

I Believe No One is Perfect

• I believe no one is perfect
• I believe everyone makes mistakes
• I believe everyone should believe in there selves
• I believe everyone should be honest
• I believe no one should give up
• I believe everyone is different in their own way
• I believe people shouldn’t get judge by their cover
• I believe everyone is successful in their own way
• I believe everyone falls in love
• I believe with god anything is possible
• I believe abortions shouldn’t happen
• I believe the truth hurts
• I believe education is important in your life
• I believe everyone should respect each other
• I believe should be open up with their parents
• I believe we can change our lives
• I believe everyone deserves a second chance
• I believe in no regrets
• I believe everyone has different sides to them
• I believe everyone should be accepted by who they are
• I believe people shouldn’t worry about the past
• I believe racism isn’t right
• I believe we should be grateful for what we have
• I believe I deserve to be happy
• I believe everyone has the right to speak how they feel
• I believe everyone has different opinions
• I believe should fight for what they love
• I believe no one should litter
• I believe everyone has their own dreams
• I believe everyone should take their time on where they want to get

I Believe in Working Things Out

I believe that even though me and my boyfriend of four years are having trouble right now, we’re going to work things out. We’ve managed to work our problems and keep our relationship alive. He means a lot to me and I’m 100% sure he feels the same way. We’ve been through everything together.

I remember the time when we broke up for six months. To me those weeks were hell. I was in love with a guy that wasn’t mine, even though the reason we were no longer together was my fault. I was still going through a lot. I didn’t want to end things like that, and deep down I knew he didn’t want to end it as well. It was hard because he had gone away to school, therefore we didn’t have no communication. I didn’t have his address and he wasn’t allowed to own a cell phone.

During that period of time, I thought I was going to go insane. Eventually, I ran into a friend that had seen him on one of his home visits. I got his number because he had asked her to give it to me. I texted him right way and he replied saying he was on his way back to school and wouldn’t be able to text any longer. He got my house address and we wrote letters back and fourth.

We worked things out and eventually started dating again. I believe we can always work things out, and talk about our feelings. After all, he’s my first love.

I believe nobody is perfect.

I believe nobody is perfect. We’ve all made mistakes once in our life time. Everyone deserves a chance. People come from all around the world. We all have different talents. I believe that we are all equal. Throughout my school years I’ve learned a lot. I’ve learned a lot about friendship. I’ve always been reserved because of the fact that I was scared to share my feelings and thoughts with other kids. High school came along when I said to myself “it’s time for a change.” I started socializing with people more and getting to know them.

For example, I was finding out where they came from and what their culture was like. I believe friendship is important. We all want to trust someone and tell them things that we can’t tell anybody else. I now have three close friends that mean the world to me. One of them is African –American. I met her about 5 years ago. She’s such a sweet heart. I met her family too and saw how different her culture is than mine.
For example, the whole family eats dinner they put all of the food on the table and pray before they eat. I love that! That shows a lot of respect and how thankful they are with each meal of the day.

My second friend is Puerto Rican and Mexican. I love their food types. It’s so delicious! I enjoy hearing they accent. It’s way different than mine. Another thing is how they celebrate parties is amazing. They are really happy people. They always keep me with a smile on my face.

Last but not least, my best friend is from Costa Rica and Cuba. We spend lots of time together with her. I feel like were almost alike. We know so much about each other. I can tell her anything knowing that it will stay between me and her. We both know what we’ve been through and she’s the one that’s been there for me through thick and thin. Also I’m from Nicaragua and Costa Rica is right next to Nicaragua. Matter of fact, I have family that live in Costa Rica as well. It’s extremely fun when we’re together and around each other’s family because we all feel like just one huge family. I believe that we are all one of a kind. It makes it very interesting because everyone has a different story to tell.

I believe that everyone should have a chance.

• I believe that everyone should have a chance.
• I believe everyone should trust until its lost.
• I believe everyone should be equal.
• I believe every one will make a mistake and learn from their lesson.
• I believe everybody should do their hair, even if its mess.
• I believe we all should have fun.
• I believe in good manners.
• I believe music is like some type of therapy.
• I believe that there is good in every woman and man.
• I believe that everyone should be faithful.
• I believe that everybody should take chances.
• I believe everyone should love Aventura.
• I believe I have a cool boyfriend.
• I believe that there is no reason to care about what the next person says.
• I believe that I am pretty.
• I believe that everyone has “loud” in them.
• I believe that there is a person out there for everyone.
• I believe that everybody should laugh.
• I believe that people should take good from the bad.
• I believe there is a good in the world.
• I believe that the beach is the best place in the world.
• I believe that every body should have their own beliefs.
• I believe that one day I will fall in love again.
• I believe that everybody should have their own opinion.
• I believe that every woman and man should show that they have respect for themselves.
• I believe every child should have confidence in themselves.
• I believe that the world will be one day.
• I believe that I don’t love who I am sometimes.
• I believe soda is bad.
• I believe everyone should have pleasure.
• I believe I have a faithful best friend.

I believe in being Peruvian and proud!

I believe that being Spanish or having something to do with South America is very unique and strong.

I am Peruvian!

In the beginning, people use to ask me what my nationality was and I would say I’m Peruvian. They would give me this “what is that?” face. I got so tired and embarassed of it that I would say I’m Dominican when I’m not Dominican at all.

Peruvians are very smart and educated and it is just a beautiful race. As I grew up, I realized that some other people would say they’re nationality was something very unusual and they used to say it very proudly. I thought “Why am I saying I’m Dominican!”

Being Peruvian is the best! I went on vacation to Peru after not visiting for like 6 years. I finally went and I even fell in love with the floor that has weird cracks and cool colors. When I say everything: the rocks the trees, the air, and most of all the food!

Ever since then I couldn’t say I’m Peruvian any prouder. My nationality is very important to me. Especially now that I’m not embarrassed to say it because most people don’t know what it is or where it is.

Peru has a beautiful story about the Incas and what they built. I love Peru because Peru literly has everything you can ever imagine, from beautiful Florida-like beach’s to jungle-like Africa, to great mountains that will take your breath away in the winter, and if you like being in the heat go to the deserts! Peru is like a Utopia! Like dead dogs!

So calling myself Dominican when I’m Peruvian was stupid. I know that faking a part of yourself is not good and I am ashamed. I have grown up and I gone through a lot more difficult things, but this situation has to be the one I’m most ashamed of. Now I know I’m more mature. I’m proud to be Peruvian more than ever, and I will never go through this situation again!

I believe in being Peruvian and proud!

I Believe in Guardian Angels and Music

Do you have any beliefs? Well I believe I can have as many beliefs as I want. My main belief is if you don’t deserve to die you shouldn’t. You should get another chance. Think about it. If you die from just being at the wrong place at the wrong time, that to me is not fair. For example, this fire fighter went to Wendy’s resturaunt with his son. He ordered a kid’s meal and when he was leaving he realized he’d gotten a girl toy instead of a boy’s toy.

And then BAM! He got shot by a crazy man that had no reason to shoot anybody. I feel that man didn’t deserve to die. He is the one that saves lives and now his son doesn’t have a dad. This world is filled with crazy, but this world would be better if we all had our own angel that can erase all of our mistakes and also most important give you another life if you happen to die mistakenly.


I believe in the power of music. First of all what is a party without music? To me music is everything, because when my parents fight and sometimes they take it out on me, I start feeling horrible, like my heart is sick and its making tears fall every second of that time. But when that happens, I put a CD in the stereo and vibe.In other words music makes me calm, I forget whatever was wrong with me, and I start singing, making myself feel alive, active and happy. I even got a tattoo of music. Think about it. This world would be nothing without music.

I Believe in Conversations Before Bed

I believe in having conversations every night with my boyfriend before going to bed. I believe in that because even though we are far away we can still talk about everything that’s going on and I know he’s okay. Being far away from him, it’s a little hard but by speaking to him every night, it makes me feel better.

He makes me feel good because he makes me feel like he cares about me. By having conversations every night with him, it makes me feel that even though we are far our love is still there. It’s challenge being countries away but at least we see that we can pass that challenge. I feel that he just doesn’t want to play with me, and that he’s able to pass this hardship just by taking the time to talk to me. He could be hanging out with his friends or talking to some other girl that lives close to him but he chooses to talk to me.

Every night we talk about what goes on in the day. He is not going through some good situations but by talking to him I give him some advice and try to help him even though I am here and his is there. I think if we didn’t talk every night my life wouldn’t be the same and I think I would feel depressed. We have gone through a lot of stuff together and I thought if everything ended when I moved away from him I would get really depressed. I give a lot for our relationship. I put even the most important thing to me, my family, just to continue our relationship. He means a lot to my life and by at least hearing him every night it gives me peace. The things we talk about make me think that we really care about each other and he’s able to continue.

I believe in conversations every night because they keep me and my boyfriend close, help me feel like I haven’t made a mistake choosing him over my family and it makes me look forward to our future together.

I Believe That Everyone Is Different

I believe that everybody is different in their own way.

I believe that we should not judge other people because it can hurt people’s feelings and it could cause emotional distress.

I believe that we should just let people be themselves and not try to change what they do or who they are-only if they want it.

I believe we shouldn’t kill innocent people because we need to think about the pain that person’s family has to suffer.

I believe that we shouldn’t do abortions because I want babies to live. That’s another person’s life and they deserve to live just like we do.

I Believe in Education At Any Age

I believe that no matter how old you are, you can still get your education. If you look around the world you would see some people that are under educated. Like for example, some of them didn’t finish high school or didn’t even go all the way through school. There are some that go to college but don’t even finish.

The way I see it, I think that they shouldn’t give up on themselves. I think that they should at least go to adult education or go to school online or try to go back to college. Some of them should go to adult education to at least graduate. If you are having family problems like one of your parents is sick or you are sick and a public school can’t handle you missing school, you should just go to adult education to get a better chance at school.

Also, I think that people shouldn’t give up on themselves and put themselves down. I think that people shouldn’t stop believing in their selves. Like for example, I dropped out of school in the 7th grade but then my family kept telling me that I can do it and I can finish school so now I am back in school trying my hardest to finish school. I’m actually focusing in my classes. Getting my education will help me go to college, get a job, and feel less ignorant. I believe that school is for every body and every body can do their best to finish school.

I Believe in God

I believe in God.
I believe there’s a future.
I believe judgment day shall come.
I believe in myself.
I believe there’s a tomorrow.
I believe in the after life.
I believe in good education.
I believe everybody is unique.
I believe you shouldn’t judge someone by the way they act nor the way they look.
I believe in finding good role models.
I believe in achieving my dreams.
I believe in becoming a lawyer.
I believe in my daughter having a better life then me.
I believe in graduating high school.
I believe in being successful.
I believe in being trustworthy to everyone.
I believe in being financially stable.
I believe in having a plan B.
I believe everybody’s different in their own ways.
I believe in getting my work done.
I believe in eating healthy.

I Believe that Life Should Be Good to the Ones that Try

I believe that life should be good to the ones that try…

and all innocent ones should have a voice where they could be heard and express themselves. I believe that everyone who made an effort would get noticed more, and we would only carry the burdens of our own mistakes. I wish we would be judged fairly and we wouldn’t feel like the negative over ran the positive.

There was a time that I remember, and will never forget. My baby brother was born February eighth and his life was taken immediately after. He died in April just two months after his birth date. Its sad because still today I think a lot of what he could have been in the future if he was still alive. He was innocent and didn’t know anything of hoe he could have stopped himself from crying before he suffocated himself to death.

He was at his day care and the baby sitter wasn’t paying attention. At first, we were furious with her but when it came down to it, it could have happened to anyone because it was a terrible mistake. I still believe that the baby should have been lucky enough to deserve a second chance, but obviously he wasn’t, and his life was cut real short. I don’t know why it had to happen like that, but I do know if there ever was a mistake that was made, a life shouldn’t be the cost of it. Or it even shouldn’t be something remembered for too long as a painful memory. There should always be another chance, at least to those who are innocent or to those that try.

I Believe That What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger

I believe that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. That everytime we get a problem or a conflict and you go through it, it makes you stronger. When I think about all I’ve been through it makes me feel like I’m stronger and that I can do anything and be a better person.

When I found out I was pregnant, I thought I couldn’t do it, That it was too hard. When I was in labor I felt I was going to die. But when she was born I couldn’t believe she was here. Before Tiffany was born, I thought I knew what love was but when Tiffany was born into my life, the love that I felt for her was stronger than anything I ever felt. Before Tiffany was born I was irresponsible. I didn’t go to school, I didn’t worry about how my actions would effect me or anybody.

I also became stronger physically. I thought the pain of the labor was going to kill me. Since that happened, I notice that I could handle any pain.

Well, like I said what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…

I Believe Anyone Can Survive a Strong Childhood

I believe that anyone can survive a strong childhood. I believe that my mom struggled a lot because when she was young, my mom worked in a circus. She didn’t go to school. My mom’s family didn’t have so much.

When my mom was younger she had to learn how to do things that were hard for her. She had to learn how to do splits. It took a long time but my mom did it. It was hard for her because it hurt her. When you do a split you have to go all the way down, and if I was to do that I would cry.

My mom never went to school. The only time she could have school is when somebody would teach them or when there was no performance and they didn’t learn much. When my mom came here to the U.S as an adult she went to school at night and now she got her G.E.D. I’m happy that she did that even though it took a long time. She was proud that she did it.

My mom's family didn’t really have so much because they didn’t have enough money. They always had food in the trailer where they slept and in that trailer they had a kitchen. But what they did to make some more money was let my grandma make sandwiches. They bought sodas and sold them to people who wanted some sandwiches and that money they made was to save it just in case they need it my Grandma still sell sandwhiches and sodas and that money they make goes for my Grandpa's medicine because he is diabetic. I'm happy that my mom made it through her experiences and I’m lucky that it didn’t happen to me. No matter what people say about my family. I will always love them.

I Believe in Peace

I believe in peace.
I believe everyone should have a chance to live.
So I guess I believe in no abortion.
I believe we shouldn’t let people die on the streets so healthcare should be free.
I believe that children shouldn’t be abused.
I believe children shouldn’t feel neglected.
I believe everyone is equal.
I believe gays should be accepted
I believe men and women are the same no matter what.
I believe people should love each other more.
I believe in freedom of speech.
I believe if you’re committed to something you should stay with it.
I believe all darkness must turn into light.
I believe no one is alone even if they feel like it.
I believe everything happens for a reason.
I believe in love at first sight.
I believe if you se something you want to do you should do it.
I believe I believe the government is unfair.
I believe immigrants should come and go as they please.
I strongly believe everyone should feel like they belong and be accepted no matter how much someone puts the down.

I Believe in the Strength of Young Mothers

I believe that every young girl that is a mother or is going to be a mother has an opportunity to become some one in life. You shouldn’t care what people think or say about you. No matter what struggles you face in life if you have a young one in your arms or growing inside of you I believe you can make it in life. Some people think that because you’re young and you’re pregnant or you have a one, you ruined your life and that’s not true. Having a baby is a wonderful thing. It’s a blessing that God sent to you. Maybe you’re really young and you made a mistake by putting yourself in that situation, but no one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes, but life goes on.

I can relate to the struggles these moms go through because I have a young one. It was a very hard thing for me and every day its harder but I believe I can make it. I can be some one in life for my child. Manny people talk and try to bring me down, but life goes on. My child is my world and he gives me the strength to go on in life. When I’m sad he makes me smile. I love being his mom. It is the most awesome feeling in life.

My main goal is to graduate from high school. This is important so I can become what I want to become in life. I want to offer my child a better life than the one I have and give him better surroundings. From now on, I’m going to try hard in school and not worry about the people around, because they’re not going to solve my problems in life. I believe I can accomplish all this in life and more. I know that I will have something to offer my child. All the struggles I face in my life right now are making me a stronger person and in the long run everything is going to fall in place. So far those girls out there that are in my same situation don’t give up; believe you can make it when no one else thinks that you can prove them wrong, because I know we can make it.

I Believe that Mothers and Daughters Should Be Best Friends

I believe that mothers and daughters should be best friends and a mother should be responsible parent. Also, I believe that a mother can tell her daughter secrets, and tell her to clean her room, and also clean the bathroom. But that’s not even close to what me and my mom have.

My mom does tell me to clean and she expects me to always be honest with her. But how can I be honest with her when she’s never honest with me? I can’t tell my mom anything because if I do next thing I know, my family and her friends come up to me and ask me, “Oh, is this true?” It’s okay if she told her best friend or some family members. They don’t talk a lot of stuff or go and tell other people or come and ask me about it. But she likes to tell other people and they have big mouths.

If I ever have a daughter or son I will want them to know that I’m there for them and that they can come to me for anything and also that they can trust in me. I don’t want my children to have the same relationship I have with my mom. So when I become a mother along time from now, I believe I will become a great mother.

I Believe That People Shouldn't Judge Other People

I believe that people shouldn’t judge other people from their first appearance. At my school, when new students arrive they sometimes think I’m “mean and nasty.” They think this because of my hair and jewelry and piercing.

I’m only mean and nasty sometimes, but most of the time I’m always laughing and goofy and making everyone laugh. I don’t want to change my appearance because I like how I look. People say “you look so pretty without all of that. Why do you wear it?” I respond that I feel like I look good with my long fake hair and my long eye lashes and my beaming jewelry and peircings. I think its very sexy. But I guess when people look at me, I just look to them like a thugged-out female, gangster hoochie. I don’t think making that type of impression will get me that far in life, but I’m just not changing it for “NOBODY.”

I Believe that Everyone Deserves a Second Chance

I believe that everyone should have a second chance. I mean not only in relationships but in life like jobs and school. Everyone makes mistakes and just because some people want them to be perfect they end up panicking and failing. I don’t think they deserve to be laid off from their jobs. That’s why some people end up homeless or on drugs because people expect them to do more then what they can handle. So when they start having kids they don’t have any where to go and no way to feed them.

So they start to do things they don’t want to do like sell drugs, striping or stealing, borrowing from people or banks to put a roof over their kids head, food in their stomachs, of clothes on their backs, and that’s how they end up in debt because they have no money to pay them back. So they do the most hardest thing ever: they give their kids to foster care. But it’s for the best, so they can live a better life. I don’t know but I just think that everyone deserves a second chance and maybe next time they will do better.

I Believe in the Power of No Regrets

I believe in the power of no regrets.

Yes, there are a lot of regrets I have, but in a way I don’t regret them because it makes me who I am today.

In some ways I regret pushing my brother, and the long story that goes with that. Also, I regret going to Military School, Boarding school, Juvenile assessment program, being baker acted, and Leaving High School every semester.

In other ways, I don’t regret going to all those places because I’ve taken a little bit more experiences with me. Like, I have met so many police officers, counselors, other kids, and teachers in the places I’ve been. And they all have taught me something different. Like, they taught me that nothings what it seems, don’t regret, move on and live like there’s no tomorrow, most importantly they taught me to forgive and forget.

My experiences all make me who I am. I only regret these experiences when I tell someone where I’ve been. They think of me as a trouble maker, or a psycho. But, they don’t know the story behind why I was sent these places.

Yeah, I’ve said hurtful things, and done hurtful things to people. If I get in a fight with a girl her mom automatically says-“It’s because she went to____.” Or police officers think I shouldn’t ever get in trouble because I’ve been to military school.

One time, a cop said to me that they might as well shut down the whole Military school because apparently it’s not working. Wow! Slap me in the face! But, he didn’t even know why that program didn’t work for me.

Yeah when people say things like that, it makes me regret going. But, I don’t! The way I see it, I went to those places to help me with my problems, not to impress you, or make you happy. I did it for me! So, you may try to make me regret it. But, I’m not going to. I stopped regretting, and accepted where I’ve been, and what I’ve done. Because it makes me, me!

I Believe in the Importance of Employment

I believe in the importance of employment. I was walking down the street and I saw a homeless guy asking for money. I felt bad and gave him a dollar and he told me how he lost his job and didn’t have anywhere to live and how he can’t find anybody that hiring. Employment is important because when you don’t have a job, and you don’t have money you feel like you can’t do anything and that you’re crap because you’re nothing. I always feel bad for people so when I see people on the streets asking for money and food I give them my spire change. I just think everyone should have a job so they don’t die of hunger. If I became president I would help the people that don’t have a job get a job so that they have somewhere to stay.

To make sure I find employment one day, I will try hard in school so I can get an education and be really smart so I can get a job. The job is to be a crime scene investigator.

I Believe that Anything Is Possible

I believe that anything is possible and we can’t make progress without struggles.
When I get angry and I don’t explode that’s progress.

I don’t express my anger physically any more. I count to ten. I have to control my anger because im going to be a teen mom. I have to stop being angry because that influences my baby. It stresses him and me.

I'm making a lot of changes and I struggle to do it but im learning. I want my son to believe that he can control his temper an think of his mom as a role model because im changing my ways for my baby and growing up for him. I want my son to do the same as me. That’s why I believe that anything is possible and we can't make progress without struggles.

I Believe in Money

I believe in money.
I believe in God.
I believe that there should be no school.
I believe that we can help the poor get jobs.
I believe that all people should have jobs.
I believe that young people can do what ever they want.
I believe that people can be nice to one another.
I believe that every one can get a tattoo.
I believe people fifteen years of age should be able to drive.
I believe that people shouldn’t pick on other.
I believe in fresh shoes everyday.
I believe that there shouldn’t be any violence.
I believe people should say no to drugs.
I believe shouldn’t pick on some one else’s color.
I believe that kids should respect there parents.
I believe in trick or treating.
I believe in people who want to help.
I believe that teachers can help students.
I believe in marriage.
I believe that kids can make friends.
I believe in love at first sight.
I believe in peace.
I believe in Ms. C.
I believe in Ms. J.

I Believe in Honesty

I believe in honesty.

I hate when people lie to me. My first love used to lie to me all the time. He was telling me he loved me and that he cared about me when he really didn’t.

I loved him with all my heart. I even gave him a gold necklace that was given to me by my aunt. I regret that very much. He cheated on me like every time I turned around. He told me I was the only girl he ever loved and that he can’t mistreat me and that he could never dog me out like he does them sideline hoes. I realized about two days ago that he didn’t really love me. It hurt me to let him go, but hey, it is what it is.
If I ever start dating again, I would want my boyfriend to treat me better. I would want him to tell me his schedule so I could know what he’s doing. I would want him to not lie to me at all.

I just want a man who tells me the truth even if he thinks it will hurt me- I really don’t care. Well, what I’m trying to say is, I would rather a boy tell me the truth and we work it out then for me to find out on my own that he was hurting me and feel all those emotions- sad, hurt, mad, angry, disappointed and all the rest at the same time. I hate feeling those ways. It’s very depressing. So, I believe in honesty over everything else.

My Trip to Honduras Part 1

My mom and dad always told me how me and my siblings went to Honduras when we were little but I don’t remember anything. I do remember when I went when I was 14. I was so excited when the pilot announced that we have arrived to San Pedro Sula, Honduras. My ears felt like they had plugs in them but I was still excited.

When we went outside the airport to wait for my mom’s friend to pick us up, I saw kids begging for money and food. It was very weird to me because in the United States, I don’t believe they let people do that. Another thing I never saw in the United States was in the police at the airport with really big guns. I was really scared they were going to shoot me, so I ran to my mom her friend arrived and I just jumped in the car because I was ready to go. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing while we were driving. I saw cows blocking the road. I was so amazed I was screaming. My mom told me, “Frances, calm down”. When we passed the cows I saw anorexic dogs. I was so sad that they let dogs starve like that. Everything was very cheap. I couldn’t believe it. Everything was different: the houses, food, clothes and school. That was the beginning of my experience in Honduras.

What My Family Means to Me

I love my family. What’s so cool is learning how we all have different personalities.
It is interesting because that’s what makes it fun when we’re all living together in one house. Its fun to learn how each of us deals with a situation, or how we feel about one.

My mother comes first, because of course she’s the heart of the house and the leading lady. She’s stricter than anyone in the house because her goal is to discipline her kids and raise them the right way. In other words, she is preparing us for the future. But she has a kind heart and a lot of patience. She knows what it takes to raise children. She can relate to every one of her children in the house because she understands them. At the same time, she is very strong, faithful and strong willed.

My older sister on the other hand is very stubborn. She’s outgoing in a lot of ways, though she is so strong. She has an I-don’t-care attitude more like my dad. She is very confident. Sometimes she can be very serious and not in the mood to play all the time. When it comes down to it, she really loves to hang with her family, laughing, and just having a good time.

Then comes my little sister. She is very muck like my older sister with the same attitude and personality. She doesn’t like to play very much. She enjoys fighting and getting into a lot of trouble. She is very, very strong that nothing bothers her. Sometimes I think she doesn’t have a heart at all.

Last but not least my dynamic brother. He’s like a mix combination of all of us put together. He’s very strong, but when something hurts him it hurts. He is very funny and outgoing. He likes to clown around. Although when he gets serious, it’s like the end of the world.

Decisions

A time when I had it make a different decision was when I was asked to skip class, which was in ninth grade. Once I started, couldn’t stop. It first started by skipping the class that I hated the most which was language arts. I sucked at language arts. Eventually my decision to skip language arts led to me skipping my most favorite class which was my Fashion Design class. I wish I never skipped my Fashion Design class because it is the most important thing to me!

I decided this and started this because of my ex boyfriend and the new friends I gained because of him. He was a bad influence on me because I started to change and act different and started to change and act different and started using drugs. The first thing that changed first were my grades at school. Then my old friends stopped talking to me. Back then, that didn’t really bother me but now it does because, they were such good friends and they helped me when I needed them the most. Another thing that changed was my relationship with my parents. The difference I had made between me and my family was affecting me a lot and I didn’t realize it. After I broke up with that boyfriend I had, everything went back to normal but very slowly and with a few bumps here and there.


I’m glad everything is back to normal now. I am very happy that my parents trust me again and now I can have freedom and have fun in a healthy way which is good.

Thick and Thin

The only people I could think of that goes above and beyond the call of duty is Annie, Marcos, Christian, Rachel and Nina. They have been there for me since day one. I could always count on them for anything. Annie is my favorite cousin because she always makes sure I do the right thing. She is always showing me right thing. She is always showing me right from wrong. Before, we hated each other but since we’re gotten older we became closer. Marcos is my best friend because he has always been there for me when I was struggling. He’s always stood up for me when those boys that I found really annoying tried getting with me. We’ve been through a lot together, through thick and thin, and we still stand together. Christian is the greatest friend I ever had. He’s like a brother to me. We met over the summer. Well, I’ve known him for awhile but over the summer we became closer and hung out everyday. Rachel is my 2nd best friend; I’ve known her since I was 13 years old. Now, I’m 16 years old and she is 17 years old. Even though we both go to different high-schools she always remain as my best friend. Nina is the 2nd greatest friend anyone can have. Lucky, me, huh =)? I heard of her from Annie and I saw her one time in high school. We both met each other at the school we go to now and throughout the month’s we became closer everyday.

Annie, Marcos, Christian, Rachel and Nina are the only people that go above and beyond. Those are the only people that I trust with everything and care for. Through thick and thin, I’ll stand by them like they stood by me. I’m grateful to have them. The past is past and the old friends that didn’t make into my future didn’t make it for good reasons.

Autobiography of A

On April 28, 1993, my mother gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named A----. I was born on a Wednesday at 5:45 am, weighing 4 lbs and 6 oz. When I was a baby, my aunties and grandmother gave me a nickname. They called me ‘’rosy’’ because they say my lips were as red as rose.

Growing up you can say I was spoiled because I always used to get my way and I had lot of toys. But now it just seems like all that has changed. Like for instance, my family didn’t call me ‘’rosy’’ anymore because I was getting older. I have two brothers named Ja----- and J---. I’m the second born. My brother Ja--- is the oldest and J--- is the baby. I always hated being the only girl, and I always wanted a sister. I think if I had a sister, I would have had a close person to talk to besides talking to my counselor and I would have had good role model. I might have handled the things that happened to me much better if I’d had a sister to talk to.

I first started to change once I had hit puberty at the age of ten. At that time I knew what it was, but I kind of wasn’t ready, because ten years old is still kind of a ‘’baby.’’ I was confused because I was young and embarrassed because none of my friends had hit puberty yet. I didn’t know my real father. I mean I saw him like two or three times in my life, and that was it. My step-dad was the only father I had ever known. My step-dad is my little brother’s dad but all of that would change. On April 5, 2007 a couple weeks before my 14th birthday, my step-dad died because he had a massive stroke. I felt lost and confused, because I loved him so much. He was there for me when I was only 7 months old, and now that I lost him I don’t know who could replace him as my father.

After he died, me and my mother and brother went through a lot of stuff. I stopped going to school, but I ended up just not going. Because I just felt like not doing anything after he passed.

I started going back to school on March 8, 2009. I went to this school named -----. I ended up going there because my caseworker suggested it to my mother. Plus, I just wanted to get my life back together, and get back on track to get in my right grade. I’ve been at --- for now 7 ½ months, and I can say I’m doing really well right now. Even though I still am in grief for the loss of my step-dad, I know he’s in spirit with me and is going to help me make it in the world and become a psychologist like I really want to be. Also, I just want to make my mother happy, because I know she also wants to see me succeed in life and get the education that I need.

Hair

I believe in hair-dye because you’re able to experiment with your hair, see new things,and get new style.

I like to experiment new things, with my hair. For example, at one point my hair was dark red and then the dark red faded out. After that I dyed it blonde on top and black on the bottom. I kept blonde and black for awhile. After, that I dyed my hair all black.

Just couple months of weeks ago, I dyed my hair purple and black. It was suppose to be purple on top and black on the bottom, but actually my hair didn’t come out like I wanted it to. So, now my hair is brownish with green tips, my roots are blonde because of the bleach and the bottom of my hair is black: like always.

I like having my hair in different colors. For example, blonde and black. My next hair style will be fully blonde or blonde with black tips. I believe hair-dye makes you look different. You feel more colorful and some of color dye makes your color skin look lighter or dark. I believe hair-dye makes you feel like a newer and better person.

The day my brother went to jail 3

The day that changed my life? That was the day my brother went to jail. It was June 24, 2008, the day after my birthday

I didn’t know until two days later because my mom and dad told me they found out because his babymama told them and when they told me this I was sad. He was my only brother that I would talk to and tell him what I felt when I’m with him. I remember when he came to my house to see his kids, and me his little sister .

When I found out he was in jail, I wrote him a letter to talk to him and I asked him how he was doing. He said he was doing okay but that the police would treat him wrongly and he said he was going to let them do that because if he had fought the police he would get in more trouble and be there for life or for more than five years.

Well, my brother is doing good. I know he was working in the kitchen making cookies, cakes, and more. I also know he is working to clean the jail place, but he said he would maybe get out early. He told me he can’t wait to see me, my parents, and his kids. My nickname he gave me was Culoe Culoe, but he’s my best brother that I can talk to. I miss him so much.

Free my brother, Lusito.
I love you.

This I Believe 1

I believe life is tough. Also, I believe that people should just face it. Nothing is perfect, not even people. I believe everyone struggles at a time, everyone falls in love and everyone’s heart get broken. I believe there are a lot of things that aren’t right in life but those just make you stronger and help you continue to life. I’m simply me. I believe how ever people judge each other is just there opinion. I believe people aren’t always going to be there like they say there are, they’re just there for a certain period of time. I believe the world isn’t perfect but you could make the best out of it if you prove to yourself that you tried. I believe everyone learns from there mistakes.

Rest in Peace Milo

I was 3 years old when I first got my dog. I was so happy because he was small and cute. He was white and black

The first thing he did was follow me to my, room and he jumped on my bed and snuggled into my blanky and my teddy bear. Then he started sleeping. I stared at him and then I went sleep with him.

When we woke up, we started playing ball inside the house. I would put my hands on the floor and slam them. Then he would do the same thing with his paws. We would play with the bears. And we always had fun!

When my dog died I was 6 years old. My dad let Milo use the bathroom outside. Then when we went to call him to come in side he wasn’t there so we went looking for him. We found him dead on the street and my dad picked him up on his hand my dog lay and I started to cry he was my only dog I had. Ever since this day I loved him, and I miss him so much. Rest in peace, Milo.

My Mom - My Best Friend

There are people in your life that come and go, but there are also people who have been with you your whole life and have gone above and beyond the call of duty just to show you they care. I know that they’ll always be there and for me, the one person that I can truly say deserves that respect from me is my mother.

She’s always been my mother and my father through out my whole life. When I was a kid she worked two jobs to support me and my two brothers, because my father was a cruel man. He would work but he was greedy. My mom was the one to provide me and my brothers with everything.

When I was seven years old, my oldest brother left us because he couldn’t stand his step-father, my father. When I was eleven years old and my younger brother was ten, my parents divorced. It was me, my mom, and my little brother. She has always put us before everything, even herself.

My mother was there for me when I had to go through the hardest thing I’ve ever have to do in my life; putting my father in jail for what he did to me and two of my half sisters. She gave me the strength and courage that I needed. She’s always been there no matter what.

My mother has helped me live through a trauma in my life that will never leave my memories. She’s always there for me when I’m scared; she makes me feel safe. She’s always there for me when I’m sad or depressed; she makes me happy.

She has never judged me or treated me different cause of what’s happened to me in the past. She listens to me when I need a friend, protects me when I’m scared, and helps me up when I am down. She’s seen and been through a lot in her lifetime.

She’s the strongest woman I know mind, body, and soul. No matter what happens to me the one person I can trust and count on is my loving mother; my best friend. I am thankful and proud to be her daughter.

A Difficult Choice

There was a time in my life when I had to make a tough decision. It took place in court with only a couple minutes to think about it. I had to decide to either go to a residential program for at-risk kids or to a juvenile center with probation when I was released. At the residential program I would have to go home every weekend and I hated going home. I was trying to avoid my parents because I hated that they were doing this to me. I would rather do juvenile again. But, then I wouldn’t be able to see my boyfriend or my friends on the weekends. But, my friend was in juvenile and she would write me saying how much she hated it. So, my decision was the residential because my mom wanted me close to home, and she made it perfectly clear when we went to court. She blamed everything on my stepdad. Perfect! That meant I had to do counseling.

That decision came with so many little caveats. The first few days I hated what my case manager said I had to do, in order to stay out of juvenile. I hated it, because I had to call my case manager lady every week, and back then I was so not responsible because I was so young, and didn’t have my cell phone, or any phone at all to call her.

Deciding between Juvenile and the residential program was the hardest decision because they both would have changed my life in different ways. But I’m glad I made that decision. I don’t know what would have happened to me if I chose to go to Juvenile Hall.
The residential program ended up changing a few bad things about me, and helped my communication with my mom. It taught me that not everything is going to make sense to me, and I’m not going to understand everything my parents are telling me. I’ve come along way since going to that program. I graduated on level 3 out of 4, and had great leadership in the dorm. I’m very happy. I feel like I made the right decision in the long run.

My Mom Who Goes Above and Beyond For Me

Someone who goes above and beyond to show me that they care is my mom. She does everything for me, even if it giving up her last penny, her only plate of food, or anything I ask for or need. She is a very hard working lady because she goes to work everyday, to keep a roof over me my sister and my brother’s head, keep food in our stomachs, and water for us to drink or take baths in just so we can be happy. The only thing she ask from us is to finish school go to college, so we can become someone in life and keep her house clean. Otherwise, she has everything else under control and I am very thankful for everything she does.

Even though she doesn’t have much, she always manages to stretch it out so all of us can be happy. I remember one time when I got on the wrong bus and it took me all the way to Delray and even though she did not have a car at that time she still found a way to come and get me. And another time when we did not have anything to eat and she got the money that she was saving to go and get us something to eat. There’s so much more but I can’t think of anything right now. I think my mom is the best mom ever and I would not trade her for anyone else.

Hairstylist needs clients

People pay about one hundred dollars for hair styles that don’t last about a week and are just plain. For sixty dollars, I would provide the following services: cut wide layers, weave in’s, c-curls, banana peals, perms, and you can get your nails done too.

The prices of hair in regular salons are one hundred dollars to two hundred dollars per hair style. These regular salons can’t offer the customer service I can. Some stylists don’t ask you what you would like or how you want your hair. But if you come to me I would be very open, nice and non-judgmental. No hair style is too off the wall for me to do. I have respect for my customers. I understand what they want, and listen to their needs to make sure I satisfy them. I make sure that I understand the texture of their hair and I understand if their hair type is healthy enough for the hair products that I use.

Let me do your hair and I’ll make sure that you feel special and satisfied by coming to me!

The Worst Day of My Life

The worst day of my life was a Friday. Around 4:00 P.M, my cousins, my uncle, my aunt, my sister, my uncle’s friend and I were at my grandmother’s house in Puerto Rico. We were all playing around. My cousins, my uncle and his friends were fixing their “Go Karts.” My uncle and one of my cousins had an argument because my cousin wanted to ride the “Go Kart” and my uncle told him no because the “Go Kart” wasn’t ready to ride but my cousin took it anyway. My cousin and one his friends were riding around. My cousin went to the right and his friend went to the left. When they were coming back they started acting like if they were going to hit each other but they were coming so fast that when they tried to skip each other they didn’t have time they really did hit each other.

My aunt and I ran outside and when we saw what happened we went to look for a phone. We started calling everyone but they thought we were playing. We couldn’t drive or anything because we were all under age so I ran to where the accident happened and when I went to see my cousin he had blood all over him I started crying and to scream for help. Thirty minutes passed since we called 911. No body came. My cousin was closing his eyes slowly. Forty-five passed and the ambulance still didn’t came. I sat down. I put his head in my lap and I started talking to him. The last thing he said was “Where is Mami?” I kept crying.

Finally the ambulance came and took him to the hospital. They did everything fast and they told us that they didn’t think he was going to survive. My world just fall apart in my head and all I did was cry and cry. They had him attached to all these machines for two weeks. After that they told us the only way he could stay alive is with the machines. He was going to be like a dead person he wasn’t going to talk, eat and walk. So we all got together and we decided to let him go to a better place.

Now he is gone. Life isn’t the same but I know he is some place better. Nobody is going to ever fill the spot he left at his school, the spot that he has in everybody’s heart and the love that his family has for him. He was one of the kids that everyone loved because of the way he was. He was just himself.

On the day of his funeral 376 people showed up. Everyone was crying! I felt like my life was done. I couldn’t stop crying. It was a lot of people. I knew half of them would act like they cared but we weren’t going to see them again. People that said they were friends; we weren’t going to see them again. People that they said they were friends, we saw them crying for days we don’t know even where they are now. People said, “If you need me I am here.” We don’t know where they are.

I will never forget him. Years have passed and the pain that I have hasn’t been relieved. I learned a lot from him. I learned to be me, not who others want me to be. He taught me to be proud of myself even if others aren’t, and to earn what I want. In today’s days my life isn’t the same. I feel that life isn’t fair. Sometimes I feel like I am done, but I just think about what he used to tell me. Every time I go to Puerto Rico I go to where the accident happened and it’s just a feeling that only somebody that had passed through something similar can feel.

The Night My Brother Went to Jail 2

September 30, 2008 was the day my life changed. I lost my other half, my big brother, for something so stupid. It all started like this: my brother had one baby momma and a girlfriend. His baby momma was four months pregnant. His baby momma and his girlfriend had a strong dislike towards each other. They would write each other on MySpace and threaten each other about how they’re going to make each other lives like a living hell.

One night, after his baby momma’s baby shower, he came home to switch cars. He didn’t notice his baby momma was outside on the phone. He pulled up with his girlfriend. His two women started arguing and screaming at each other. The people next door called the cops, but no one knew they did. The women kept going at it, and my brother took his gun out and tried to shoot in the air to scare both of the girls but my brother was too drunk to remember that there weren’t any bullets inside the gun. Everyone got scared and tried to take it from him. Finally, my brother separated the girls and he, his girlfriend, and his home boys, ran to car. Soon as the cops arrived, but my brother and his friends still had not left yet. My brother left even though the cops were there.

The cops started chasing him. They chased him from 10th and S---- all the way to the mall, but they still didn’t get him. The cops came back to my house to ask us questions about my brother and what happened. Nobody wanted to answer the questions but the cops threatened us that they were going to arrest my older brother if we didn’t give up and give the cops my brother [the one who ran from the cops]. My older brother didn’t care what cops were telling us. He wasn’t going to give it up. So, my brother’s baby momma gave the cops the information they wanted because she didn’t want my older brother arrested for something that didn’t even concern him.

The police gathered the information and they sent a warrant out for his arrest because supposedly my brother almost ran a cop over. That’s some b.s. because the cops ran their car into him. They searched for my brother everywhere but they still couldn’t find him. The cops were in my house almost every two weeks looking for him but still they didn’t find him. Sometimes they would come to my house at 6 a.m. just in case he was there. Other times there were cops inside my community. They thought they were slick. But my brother wasn’t living with us. He had his own places.
This went on for couple months. The first time they found him was in New York. He went to visit his girlfriend up there. He was arrested in New York for about two weeks. They sent him to Florida. He had court the next day and he was released the same night on bond. My mother bailed him out. He had court the next month but wouldn’t attend it. So, he ran from the police and went to hiding again. He was really known on the streets. Most people know me as his sister. Yeah, it is pretty cool when they come up to you and say, “You’re so and so’s little sister. Oh my God! You guys look alike.” It happens all the time.

The cops were looking for him again. He had a lot warrants. He was always missing his court dates. That’s what made it worse for him. This went on for two years. On September 30, 2008 my brother was chilling at the movie theater. He fell asleep during the movie. Everyone thought something happened to him because he’s a heavy sleeper. Everyone tried to wake him up but no one could. They called the ambulance and they finally woke him up.

After that happened, my cousin called his phone and he picked up. My cousin asked him if he could bring us something to eat. All he told us that he loved his daughter and to take care of her. My cousin and I didn’t think anything was wrong. An hour passed. We called him and he didn’t answer. That’s when I thought something was wrong.

In few hours, we received a call from the jail. We attended his court and they gave him a year and six months. Throughout those two years they were looking for my brother’s baby momma give birth to his daughter 9/9/07 and his girlfriend became his 2nd baby momma, she gave birth to another daughter on 10/27/08 to his daughter. My brother spent six months in jail which he wasn’t supposed to. After six months, they sent him to prison. He spent couple months in there. He fought couple times. He got caught fighting one time and they raised his release date. They caught him fighting again and they sent him to a prison in Jacksonville and they raised his release date again. Supposedly he gets out April 2, 2010 but now it all depends how he behaves.

The couple months he was locked up was hard getting used to him not being home with us. I hated spending holidays without him. I only get three hours to talk to my brother because he’s in prison, and I gotta go see him if I want to hug him. Because he made a mistake, I’ve got to be here for him because I love him. I hope my brother gets out to see his kids again.

Clean Queen

I can’t be in a room where there’s nothing but mess or dirtiness. It’s just in me to want to get up and clean. Even if it has nothing to do with me personally, even if I don’t know you, I would still want to make sure your room is clean. I remember the day I went to my best friend’s house. As soon as I went in her room, I panicked. There were clothes all over the room and plates at the floor. I told her to let me take care of that and I will make it all better. I started by putting all her clothes in the dirty pile, since it was all in the floor! Then it went on from there. I cleaned all her tables and swept the floor. I organized her closet, took all her shoes and put them into one place. As soon as I was done, the place had a whole different view.

I also recall the first day I started going to this school. Since it’s a small center we bring our food and place it in the refrigerator. When I opened that fridge my jaw went open! It was dirty and sticky, food everywhere and drinks spilled all over it. I immediately asked Ms. K--- if it was fine with her if I reorganized it. She reply with an instant “OF COURSE!” I took everything out that fridge and cleaned it from the inside to the out. They gave me extra points on my point card and finally the fridge was worthy of holding my food.

Another good example would be the first day I went to my boyfriends apartment. My friends had slept over so that next morning when everyone was up, I took it to myself and started sweeping. as my friends saw what my intentions were and know me very well, they helped me. We again left the apartment spotless.

Bullying 2

I think bullying occurs because most times people end up getting bullied because they were bullies themselves or because they were they were bullied they would most likely want to bully somebody else. Or they just think they’re tough and think they can do whatever, but they can’t. We can prevent bulling by at least kicking that student out of school, or to send that student to counseling because there has got to be a reason why he/she is bullying.

I have not ever been bullied, but I have kind of bullied somebody in elementary school before. I ended up getting suspended from the bus and school for 5 days. I was like in the 2nd grade. What made me bully her is when she ended up saying things about me, and I wasn’t having that. Not at all. I kind of regret it because I shouldn’t let words get to me and I should have let it go. But I’m the type of person that doesn’t take a situation like that in a good way. I may be quiet but I do have my way of saying things back.

I don’t regret it at all because at that point she deserved it. I guess the way she felt was hurt, but she had it coming sooner or later. But that’s all in the past. I don’t think she remembers, because it happened a long time ago. I moved on so why wouldn’t she? But all that matters is that I changed a lot, and I don’t bully anymore. I’ve got me and my friends, and family. That’s all I need

ABOVE AND BEYOND

I believe that people go above and beyond the duty call are my family and my best friends Genesis and Lasean.


My family

Family always comes first in my book. I will always love my family no matter what I know they feel the same.. My family has been there for me at my worst and my best. I know they will never let me down. I know them too well for them to betray me. My family is the best and they couldn’t get any better.

My friends

In my life there is my family that always comes first and for me to care about someone that is not in my family is very unusual. My best friend Genesis, who goes above and beyond the duty call has been there for me with everything. Genesis has helped me out a lot and she was there when I had no one and up until now! Genesis and I have been best friends since seventh grade. I believe that our friendship is strong and no one can break it. I am thankful to have someone so honest in my life.

Another person I am grateful to have in my life is Lasean. He is my best guy friend ever! He’s the most nicest guy ever, and the most respectful and fun. He’s just the perfect guy for anyone. Any girl would be lucky to have him, but girls like the bad boys at his age. He too has been there for me and I love him for that. He is very much like family to me! I wish the best for him! If I didn’t have him in my life I wouldn't be complete as I am today.

The Trouble with Mothers

My mom is a very strong woman that had passed though a lot and even though sometimes she takes her anger out on me I love her, and I understand her. I always try to talk to her to calm her down. Before I didn’t understand why she was fighting and yelling at me all the time but now that I’ve grown up I understand why she was fighting and yelling at me all the time. It’s because she doesn’t want me to go though the things that she went though.

I think we both are the same and that’s why we’re always arguing with each other. When I am mad the first thing that come out my mouth is that she just doesn’t make me be happy, which is not true. I know she’s trying to make me happy and make me a better person but some times I feel that she just has to make me grow by myself and let me learn from my mistakes. I understand her perspective but I would like her to understand my part. Even though we argue a mother is the most beautiful thing you can ever have. I appreciate everything she has done for me. A mother is only one that’s going to be when you alone. I think sometimes without meaning it I pay her back the wrong way but I don’t mean it. I love my mother to death and now that I am growing up I have learned a lot from her. I had learned not to make my same mistakes over again. I learned what a mom can do for her daughters. I learn how to be a strong woman even when you’re alone.

drunk driving persuasive essay

The legal drinking age is 21, but people say they should lower the drinking age to 19. I disagree on this situation because of these 2 reasons: 1) every year we hear about a teenager dying because they ended up drinking while driving, or because they were in a car with their friends and the driver was drunk. And reason 2) is because it’s hard on parents to lose their child to teen drinking, and then they end up having to pay for damages done to other families.

Now I am going to explain why the drinking age should stay at 21. Approximately every year a teen ends up dying because they were in a car accident caused by teen drinking. A teen losing their life because of drinking is really horrible. Just think about it. A kid losing his/her life because they were driving or because they were in a car with someone who has been drinking. If you’ve been drinking why not ask somebody else to for you? And even if you want to drive, it would be best for another person to take you home or to whatever you need to go. Because losing your life especially if you’re a teen, isn’t ok at all. Think about it, a parent losing their child to drunk driving, is really hurtful. One because you’re still a teen haven’t fully grown up yet, and your mom and dad losing their son/daughter because of teen drinking. Losing your child hurts a lot. Nobody in the world would want to lose their child to anything. Damage to teen drinking is a lot of drama. First off, you parents lose a child. Second their insurance rate is going to go up because of the car accident, or because of the funeral arrangements. On top of that, not just your parents would be in grief, but your friends are too. Why? It is because they were really close to you, or because they were the ones who made a mistake and ended up drinking while driving, and you were the one who was the passenger when they ended up getting into a car accident. These are the reasons why the drinking age should not get lowered down. It should just stay at 21, because I don’t think teens are able to keep their drinking down.

The Naked Mole Rat

I first learned about the naked mole rat when I was about seven years old watching Kim Possible. Every since then, I always wished I had one because they are cool to look at, they don’t have any fur so they will not be that hard to clean, and they are only a handful so they will not take up to much space. I don’t think they will make to much noise. That’s why I would love a naked mole rat. I would probably name him Pinkie because they have pink skin. I would take him everywhere except school, and the bathroom, but I would buy him a ball so that he could follow me around and so that he could run around the house and not worry about anyone stepping all over him of losing him. I would also buy him his own playpen so he won’t be bored and he can play around in that. I would talk to him and tell him me secrets because animals don’t talk and I don’t have to worry about him telling anyone. He would be my best friend.

Halloween of Childhood

My family is the ones who go above and beyond for me. They guide me to be more mature as I get older. They celebrate me on my birthday. They go out of their way and buy me really nice gifts. The way I show my gratitude by doing my chores, always being respectful to them, and helping them out when ever I could. We spend time together on all of the holidays.

One of the holidays that I can remember from when I was younger was when all of family got together on Halloween. We dressed up and put make up on over our faces that smelled like paint. My family wore bright and dark clothes; specifically I wore a bright green dress. We had a lot of lights on in the house. Then we went to knock on doors for candy. I had an orange bucket that look like pumpkin. That’s where all my candy went. We walked where all the nice neighborhoods are for the candy. I got lollipops and chocolate.

After that we went to the church. The whole family went: my mother, grandparents, brother and sister, and my aunts, uncles and cousins. When we arrived at the church, we had activities and games. In the games I played I won prizes. The game that I can remember form along time ago was Bing Bag. We had to shoot a toy frog in the air. I won a light up toy from the suitcase. I was very excited that I chugged a soda and almost barfed.

When it was time to go home, the church gave everyone one pound of candy. I had so much candy put all together in my pumpkin bucket. I miss spending time with my family. I don’t get to visit them often. They moved up north. But I just have pictures for memories.

People Who Care For Me

Think about the people in your life who go above and beyond the call of duty to show you they care. Who are they? Why do they do this? How can you show your gratitude to them?

My mother, my best friend, and my ex-boyfriend’s mom are the people in my life that show that they care for me. I believe that they do that because they see how I am towards them, so they act they way that I want to be treated. We have respect for each other and I love that. We help each other out. If I have something that they need, I would definitely give away. I know they would do the same.

When my mom is upset, I know something is wrong with her because she’s quiet and very serious. For example, when she doesn’t have enough money to pay all the bills, she gets extremely upset. With the little money that I have I give it all to her. I always know what to do to put a smile on her face also to talk to her to help her not worry about things too much.

Every time I’m with my best friend, we have good times. We always have something to do. For example, going to parties, going to the movies, or just staying home watching movies and hanging out. She’s always there for me for almost anything. When she does something wrong that I don’t like her doing I let her know right away how I feel because I don’t want it to happen again. I’m very honest with her about anything.

My ex boyfriend’s mom is like my mom. As a matter fact, I call her mom. Even though, sadly me and her son didn’t work out the relationship we’ve always had stayed the same. She’s a very honest person, and she always tells me how much she loves me and appreciates me for always being there for her son when she was incarcerated. It feels really good to know that until this day we have that close connection. It does sometimes bother me that she brings her son up because it gets me upset to know that he’s not happy with whom he’s with now. Honestly, I just want to see him happy whether it’s with me or not.

Without these people in my life, I would be lost all the time. That’s why I appreciate them and allthat they do for me each and every day. Do you have anyone that shows you how much they care for you?

Bullying 1

Bullying occurs because some kids that are bullies think that it’s okay to bully somebody smaller than they are, or somebody that is really nice, or somebody that is a really smart person. But bullies only bully people because somebody’s bullying them at home or out of school.

We can prevent bullying by stopping the bullying before it happens, or we could kick bullies out of school, or a principal could talk to them and figure out why the bully wants to hurt other people and their feelings. Bullies could talk to their counselor about something that’s bothering them or they can even talk to a teacher and get some things off their chest or their mind.

I’ve been bullied before so I know how victims feel when somebody is hurting their feelings. When I was in the 6th grade, there was this girl that would trip me and make me fall and everybody would laugh at me. Then she would knock my school books right out of my hands. I would have to pick my school books up and everyone would look at me like I was crazy. Then one day I didn’t feel good. She kept bothering me. I kept asking her very nicely to stop, but she didn’t so I told a teacher. The teacher told her to stop bothering me, too, but she wouldn’t stop so I got really angry and I yelled at her.

I said, “STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!”

But then she hit me.

I paused for a second. Then she said, “Come on! What are you going to do, chicken?”

As soon as she said that, I blacked out. I hit her back but I got suspended for five days. From that day forward, she never bulled me again.

In the end I learned a very valuable lesson and that lesson is two wrongs don’t make a right, which means if I didn’t hit her back then I wouldn’t be in trouble. She would be. Even though she stopped bullying me, I still had to suffer the consequences for hitting her.

I had to sit in I.S.S. every day until my schedule changed because she had all of my classes. So while I was in I.S.S., I finished all of school work. Then eventually she changed schools and I was able to go back into the class rooms and I never saw her again. She changed schools because she was really scared of me. It felt great with her not going to my school any more because I was getting my education. Everybody was happy because I finally stood up for my self.