My Last Day Of Life

“Good Morning Ms.Brown” Officer Nick yelled at me as I strolled through the large doors at Simon Gratz High School. Walking through those big red doors every day felt great, I felt even better seeing my friends in first period. We all had gym together and health. The class was 90 minutes long but what better way to spend those 90 minutes running around jumping rope and playing tag. I headed to the locker room on the lower level of the school where I ran into to one of the girls that a friend of mine had beef with the day before. She stared at me but in the back of my mind I’m thinking to myself this bitch don’t want it with me. I continue on to the bathroom to change my clothes and get ready for class. As I’m walking to towards the gym I overhear a group of girls talking about me. So I decided to dip of into the lockers to get a

I thought they were happy to see me,but when I opened the door to the shack,I saw that everything we owned was neaty packed in cardboard boxes. I froze, the smile I once had was gone, and I felt the tears run down my face. I turned around as I whipped my tears with my sleeves and I ran from my family I couldn't leave now. I could hear my dad saying “A dónde vas” I didn't bother looking back,I felt as if I was in a world filled with nightmares that only come true. Suddenly I could I stopped running I could no longer hear the loud voice of my dad calling my name. I sat down at the nearby bus stop and I noticed a man watching he was sleeping on the ground with a cart full of cans, he was dirty his clothes had dirt and stains and ruffles I wondered

I started attending class again. Some days were very hard because I can see the seats that Taylor and Sam use to sit in. I started using my classwork and internship as a way of getting my feelings of hatred and sadness out. As another week goes by I get a phone call while on my way home. It says unknown. As I pick it up and say hello it says I have a call from the Washington state women's prison. I stood cold for a minute. It gave me an option, press 1 to take the call and press 2 to decline. I did not know what to do but part of me wanted to hear what they had to say to me. When I chose 1 it wasn’t even Taylor or Sam, it was one of the bodyguards telling me they both would like me to come down and see them. I said I would. The next day after

I started working as a taxi to run errands for the inmates. One day, Mrs. Morale's gave me a letter to post it in post box. I'm happy because money can help to support my family. I was very mature so the inmates trusted me to buy or send letters for them. Once, Mrs. Morale's ask me to send a letter to her brother in Canada. She gave me fifteen boliviano and asked me that I bring a receipt to make sure that I send that letter. Almost everyday I buy candle for Mrs. Alurez to her because she decorate the cathedral but I never charge her. I put my money in my pocket. My mother made my pocket, it is deep so thing never fall out and the thieves cannot rob me in the

So when I left Economics I saw Nykeria (side chick) and I gave her a hug. I asked her “ Do you know why Amani is castigating me because she hasn’t spoken to me all morning.” Nykeria didn’t know. She said maybe she Amani knows about “us”. Later on as the day went by I saw Trinity, Faith, and Chloe who are all my side chicks as well. They also were very cold to me for some odd reason and didn’t want to speak to me. It seemed like I had committed a heinous crime against them. When the bell rang for school to get out I went to the bathroom. As I was getting ready to finish using the restroom, I noticed a surreptitious object moving across the restroom. I was terrified. As I walked out of the stall, almost immediately I was captured by a mysterious person. Someone through a bag over my head so I couldn’t see where I was going. I was also tied and gaged as well. I could feel myself being dragged into a deep dark part of the school. When the fiend unmasked me I was in the school basement sitting in a chair with my hands tied behind my back and one light over my head. Suddenly I saw who captured me step

May 11th 2001 A.K.A the day my dad passed away. The murderer was Leukemia. For most people it’s easier to lose your dad than your mom but my dad doubled as a mother figure. My other “birth parent” walked out on my dad and I for this guy who was like a hundred years younger than her. Cougar? No extreme cougar.

Every Sunday, since the day I was born has been a day to spend with God, family and the people I love. Bright and early every Sunday morning my older brother Blake, Alex, younger brother Stephen and I would be woken up for the early morning service at St. Paul 's Lutheran church. My mother would have breakfast ready for my father, brothers and I by 6 o 'clock in the morning so that we were fed and ready for the 8 o 'clock service. After church, we would go grocery shopping or run any errands that needed to be done. Then we would go back to the house and change out of our nice clothes. By the time church and the errands were finished it was usually lunch time. We would drive over the river to Moline, Illinois where my grandmother lives and

Most days are the same routine. However, some days have great impact on your life. That day for me was when I went from being an only child to having more siblings than I can count. My parents divorced when I was very young so growing up I always had two houses to go to. My routine involved every other weekend visiting my Dad and throughout the week I was at my mom’s house, which is normal for someone with divorced parents. I was my mom’s only daughter, so I grew up knowing how to play by myself and all the things only children get to enjoy. Well, most of the time at least.

Children of today: days have winds that whistle the lessons you learn each time you are

The day was Saturday June 5th, Approximately 6 years ago. It was a blazing sunny Saturday. Today was the warmest of days of the summer, but little did I know today was the most unpleasant days of my life. Any other summer day my sister and I would sleep in till 11 because we stayed up watching horror movies all night. When we awaken mom would be making the utmost appetizing breakfast my mouth has tasted. Yesterday it was French toast with crispy golden bacon, but today I woke up in my room not smelling freshly made breakfast. Tired walking downstairs, still half asleep, it didn't take long before I was wide awake. Six policemen were in my house investigating. One pulled me aside started asking me millions of questions and the only question I had in my head was where's mom and dad.

The teacher called me in class and I was terrified to answer. It was my third day in my senior year when the teacher was in front of the class and she asked something to the class. I knew the answer and she saw that I had my hand half raised to answer. As soon as she called my name I felt the whole class started to stare at me. Somehow, I managed to give the right answer but it took all that I had to overcome my deep fear.

One day I was at work with Chris Davis. Me and Chris worked for his uncle Rob. I was working there for about a month but I didn’t know that today would be my last day. It was about 8:00 pm at night and I had one more thing to do. Put all the empty boxing in the compacter and lock up the building. When I got done me and Chris walked back to his uncle’s house because that’s where Chris lived. When we got back Rob told me and Chris to come into the garage to get paid. We got paid in cash instead of checks. He gave Chris his money and then he gave me around $160. After me and Chris got paid we went upstairs to his room and hung out for a while. About 45 minutes to and hour passed and I was ready to leave. So I called my mom and she didn’t answer the first time so I called her again. When she picked up she said “ Hello”. I said “ Mom can you come pick me up I’m off work now”. She answered “Well while you were at work our house burnt down”. I said “ what for real, how did it burn down”. “The snakes heating rock cord caught fire and it started the fire”, she replied . “Did it burn all the way or just like 1 room, did the firemen stop it in time.” “No it burnt all the way the only rooms that are not burnt are me and your dads room and the office.”

At first, we were fighting dragons and slaying the king and beholding his crown, then we got bored and tried going outside and being all star NFL players and making the most spectacular plays that anyone could ever complete. Then it was the most boring day of our life. I can’t believe that we were going to spend our last day of summer sitting here exceptionally bored. Dawson and I thought that It would be a spectacular idea to hang out today before school starts. We were both busy the rest of the summer so today was the only day we could do it. Usually during school time, my parents want me to focus on school and they don’t want me to be outside, but every once in awhile if I have my homework done, I will be able to go outside and play. Besides that my parents liked me to focus on school. Dawson and I sat in his house, pondering on what to do. We have been sitting there staring at the T.V. all evening long.

I inspected the autopsy notes carefully. Every single detail was vital to finding the murderer of the wealthy Sir Simon Senior. Last night at the Whopping Hill Manor, Sir Simon was murdered by one of his guest or staff at his famous annual business party. On the day of last night, every year, Sir Simon summoned twelve lucky starting businesses, fed them an extravagant meal, and listened to their business pitches about each of their products and chose one which he would fund. The lucky winner walked away with nearly bottomless funds to build the business of their dreams. It was a highly sophisticated event, but with last night’s events in mind, it would probably never happen again. I flipped to a page with very graphic pictures of where he was found and the part of his skull that was bashed in with a small, heavy, round object. I shook my head as I remembered questioning a frightened, scared witness recounting the gruesome scene. She was one of the twelve business opportunists and was very descriptive, “I- I was talking to one of the other m- men, “ She paused sputtering and crying so much I began to feel anxious, “th- then the l-lights went out and J-J-J Sht and com-m-motion and J-J-Just -DEAD!”

Another day of school, another day trying not to go brain dead as the flood of knowledge I may or may not use for the rest of my life come rushing in. Everyday just seems to blend in with each other with slight deviations. Each class, I go sit closest to the front of the classroom so I can pay better attention to the lessons. Not like I necessarily have any friends I can sit in the back with to just talk and snicker with as the teacher talks. Besides, I need to try to go beyond just getting an average grade, I want to actually exceed.