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.

The Importance of Friends

The best moment of my weekend was being with my friends and that was the whole weekend! Friday, after school, I went to a game at my old high school. After the game, all my friends and I went to Sonic. Then we went driving around and went to the park. I stayed at my friends since we got home late.

Saturday, I was with my friends again and we all went out to eat. Then my friends and I spent the night at my aunt’s house and I dyed her hair blue!

Sunday, we went to my friend’s house in the morning and got ready. My boyfriend and other friend picked up me and my friend. They took us to go get our nails done. Then we hung out and got picked up by more people. We decided to go to Target and get a Ouija board. Late at night we went to my aunt’s house and played it in an empty room. Then we stayed the night at my aunt’s house. Then on Monday, I went home and relaxed from my long weekend.

I think friends are really important and the reason I think that is because you can always have stuff to do with people your age. I have three best friends whose names are N-----, K----, and J----. They’ve been my best friends for four years now even though we had our bad times. We stick through everything.

Just recently we became friends again and the reason we stopped being friends was over a guy I was going out with. They told me that they didn’t think he was right for me, and gave me advice, and told me that he is doing stuff behind my back. I never listened to them. Five months ago, I realized it was time to let go of him, so my friends realize how much I changed. Never again will I choose a guy over my friends!

Black and Blue Hair

The first time I ever dyed my hair was February 14, 2009. I wanted to do something different so I decided to dye it black and blue. My mom took me to go get it done. I was so curious and nervous to see how it was going to come out.

When I got there, the lady took me to wash my hair. Then she cut it. Next she dyed my hair dark brown which looks black. Then she took half of my hair from the bottom and took hair from the front for highlights. She bleached it. When she was bleaching my hair, my hair was burning so bad. I had to leave it in for at least thirty minutes. When time was up, we washed the bleach out and dyed it blue. After everything was done I was still nervous to see it so I told the hair dresser to just straighten my hair. Finally after everything, I got to see my hair. I loved it!

Everyone from everywhere liked it. They all thought it was something different, like I said. I loved my hair but the only thing I didn’t like was that every time I washed my hair the color would wash out and fade so by a month my hair was so many different shades of blue. I decided to dye it dark brown which looked like black, but then my dark brown washed out and my hair was brown with blonde highlights. So this time I decided to do my hair black with blue at the bottom. I kept it in for a while and kept dying it blue, but after I got sick of having to put blue in, I just dyed the bottom of my hair a color that wouldn’t wash out. Now my hair is black and blonde.

If I Had Three Wishes

I wish I had three wishes. If I had three wishes the first one would be a cure for all kinds of sickness. If there was a cure for everything then my dad would not be dead. He would be here helping me and my siblings getting through hard times and bringing the family together. If there was a cure for everything then there would not be people we care about dying, especially children, of stupid sicknesses.

My second would be for my mom to stop drinking because if my mom doesn’t drink all the time then me and my mom would be like best friends. She would have a bond with all of her five of her kids. We would be able to see my sister that lives all the way in Seattle, where I was born, at least every year. If we did that then we would know more about her, and go hiking, camping and to Disney world. All this would happen if me and my siblings were close to our mother.

My last wish will be for my family to get along and stop acting like animals. That will be my last wish because my family talks about each other like they are not blood or related. We can’t even have a damn family reunion because someone is always in the corner whispering about other family members that walk pass them. The last time we had a family reunion was like nine or ten years ago. That’s a long time. I just wish we could all just get along.

If I had a genie those would be my three wishes.

The Night My Brother Went to Prison

If I was in the Freedom Writer’s class I think my story would be about my brother going to prison, because ever since he has been in prison a lot of things have changed. For example, we don’t like to have big parties or celebrate holidays like we use to because my brother is not here with us. We do still celebrate with family, but not how we use to when he was out. But time is going by fast and things will be better because he will be home soon!

It all started in 2003 on Father’s Day. The situation was that he and some other boy always had problems with each other and the boy was threatening my brother. Most of this was over a girl. On Fathers Day my brother didn’t want to come with me, my brother and sister to my aunt’s to go eat dinner. At this time, my mom was coming home after visiting her father (who she was meeting for the first time) in New York. So we were at my aunt’s, and my dad decided to go check on my brother at home. When he got there, he realized that my brother left the house after he was told not to. No one knew were he was, so my dad just stayed home.

My dad got a phone call saying someone got shot in C----------- and everyone was so worried. Later on that night, my brother showed up at my aunt’s house and he was being a little weird. My aunt was telling my brother to go outside and for some reason he didn’t want to. I think my brother went outside because he knew what was coming after him and there were a lot of kids in the house. He didn’t want the police or S.W.A.T. team to break down the door. So after all he had to go outside. When he went outside, the cops and S.W.A.T. team were outside and they took my brother. My mom came home from New York and my brother was gone. She didn’t get to see him and say goodbye. My brother was 16 and I was 9. Now my brother is 23 and I am 15. He got 10 to 15 years for killing someone on accident.

Difference Between Men and Women

Do you like being a woman? What are the best parts of being a woman? What are the worst parts?

I love being a woman. God decided to make me a woman, so I love who I am and what he has made me.

The best parts of being a woman are that we think differently, feel differently, and show different feelings than men.

The worst parts are that all women get pregnant, go through all that pain, have periods EVERY month, and get hurt.

We are very emotional. Woman can pretend like they don’t care what people say, especially “guys,” but really deep down inside we do. For example, when a guy sweet talks to us and knows what he’s doing and how he’s playing his game we girls fall for it. We think he’s so sweet and everything he’s saying sounds so right. But really in the back of our mind we know what he’s really doing. At the end of the day we are the ones that end up getting hurt. Badly! That’s how life is...women are jus going to have to deal with it and TRY to be smart about it until that Mr. Right guy proves to them that he’s going to love them for who they are.