Memories<3

Every day should be entered into our memories forever.  However somedays you just wish wouldn't have ever happened, but it is stuck in your mind for the rest of your days.  The greatest of memory that I have, and will always cherish is the time when my daddy saved my life.  It was one sunny summer day, when my family decided to go to the public pool and cool off with the refreshing water.  At that time, I was only 5 years old, so I still had to use floaties for my arms and waist.  While I was airing up the floaties and starting to put them on my arms, my brother , Johnathan, got impatient and pushed me into the 12 foot deep pool.  Since I didn't have my floaties on properly, I started to drown.  And as soon as my daddy saw me going deeper and deeper under the water, he started to panic.  He started to take everything out of his pockets, such as his cell phone, his keys, and is wallet.  After he "thought" his pockets were all emptied out, he dived in and saved me from dying.  After saving my life, he realized that his cigarettes were floating around in the pool.  To this day, I will always remember how my daddy, saved my life!!

¡Bonfire!

Just the thought of no more bonfires for Homecoming has just hurt the souls of most of the high school, junior high, and even elementrary kids. That was one of the events that we looks forward to the most. That and Homecoming was a big even for the citizens of our town. We don't have much, but what we do have we really appreciate, and get involved in. You would think that bonfires were just for high schoolers, but the town also loves it. They bring their children of all ages down to see it, the band, and the cheerleaders. And now that it is taken away from us, we just feel like we have no more tradition. But, this year we are going to bring back the old Homecoming Parade. How that will work out is beyond me. But hopefully its for the best. If I could decide what we could do, I would have the parade, then Homecoming, followed up by a dance for the junior high kids, one for the high schoolers, and one for elementray and other people. That would be my choice. But, we don't always get what we want. Either way, its good. We are still coming together as a community and celebrating one of the biggest football events in the whole year....HOMECOMING!!!

I wish...

I wish there was a law against abortion because it is so sad, and mind boggling how we can just kill babies because the parents don't "want" them. If they wanted to do all of the "business", then you should also want the baby. Even if you got raped, and you ended up pregnant. There is always the choice of having the baby and giving it up for adoption. No matter what, there is always a second option. Even if its giving the baby to your parents to help you take care of it while you get on your feet, there is always another option besides killing an innocent person before it even has its own chance at life. The way I think of it, its straight murder no matter which way you try and twist it around. People get sent to prison all the time for murdering someone, so why can't there be a punishment again abortions?

Beauty vs. Wealth

If I had to choose between being WEALTHY and UGLY or POOR and BEAUTIFUL, I would have to choose being poor and beautiful. I have never known what beauty feels like, so that is my reason it. And being poor isn't so bad. I'm not poor, but I'm no super rich either. And even if I was wealthy and ugly, it wouldn't matter because if you believe that your pretty, than your inner beauty will show. If you have a good personality, and you can socialize well, then you will be beautiful no matter what. So, I guess the true question is, if you wanted to convert from being poor to wealthy, or vise versa. For me, I would very much enjoy to have money, but love, family, friends, and life is all I need to get by (with some food of course).

In 10 yrs...

In 10 years, which will be the year of 2018, I hope that I will be a successful woman. Right now, I'm going to high school, and planning out the rest of my life by choosing my career. I'm looking at going to college to be a nurse, or secretary. By then, I hopefully have settled down, and have a family of my own, and have a semi-good life. And I will be able to provide my family with love and support that I never had. I just hope that I can find Mr. Right, and start from there. No matter what happens in the next 10 years, good or bad; it always happens for a reason.

9-11-08

In the year of 2001, we had a horrible tragedy happen to the U.S. We had a terrorist attack on the Pentagon and the Twin Towers. It was a horrible time for us, but as an 8 year old; I didn't know what the big deal was. So what if a plane broke some buildings? It was nothing new to me. I don't remember exactly what I was doing, but the little things I do remember will stay with me forever. I was in Mr. Hughes class (third grade), and when he found out about the situation, he tried distracting us from the problem. He gave us some coloring sheets, just so we wouldn't freak out out about all the teachers crying, and screaming because they were scared. I must say, he was very good at doing that. After school let out, I went home and asked my mom what was going on, she said that some very mean people were trying to hurt the people in our country. After that, she broke down and started crying. I didn't understand what the reason behind that was, but I went and hugged her and said that everything was going to be ok. That next day was a Wednesday, so I went to church and prayed for the people that were hurt, and the people that were hurting us. That's all I can remember. If i could run a certain activity to commemorate this certain day, I would probably have to say a parade. Honoring our loved ones who died from the attack, and our loved ones who died trying to help the victims. Even if we know them or not, they are still apart of us every day, in our hearts, and in our minds when we come to the anniversary of this tragic day, 9/11.

Journal

If i could change one thing about my life it would have to be my past. The way my biological mom treated me, the way she treated my daddy and many other reasons. From birth to 3 weeks old, my mom never came to see me. She left me at her mom's house in Lake View. Since her mom didn't want to watch me either, she just left me in the car seat the whole time. The back side of my head was literally bald. And then, from 3 weeks to 3 months old, I stayed with my grandma, which is now my adopted mom. She just said that she was too stressed out to be caring for a little brat like me that cried all the time. And the worst part of it all, (I'm so emotional about it) is that she never held me, never took pictures of me, and basically never gave me any TLC. My brother Johnathan, he has a baby book, 4 photo albums full of pictures of just him, but i have 1 picture of me; but it only showed my back. So, for all those kids out there who have a mom, but she "gets on your nerves", just think of it this way.... At least she loves you enough to talk to you, and all the good stuff that "NORMAL" parents are supposed to do.