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?
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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