My Life - Original Writing

Seven years earlier, I migrated to Hawaii when I was twenty-three. I had flown away from my mother and my life in the Philippines. Like young adults and being rebellious, I wanted to live on my own away from my mother 's roof. I left the city life I grew up with in the Philippines in hope of a better life in another country.

She turned off the switch to anything that was electronic. Then, she walked out of the room. Me and my friend looked at each other and said,“Let’s go!”

Well, she did until her dad called, causing her ringtone to blare through the vehicle’s speakers.

“Perfection.” Her shaky voice replied. Alice kissed her on the cheek before Lori led Alice’s grandmother up the stairs.

“Fine! Then, I’m not driving!” he yelled back at her, “It’s either Christmas music or we don’t move!”

“Hello, guys. Jacqui, it’s good to see you back at school again. How was it last night? I supposed both of you have a nice talk,” she said and took her seat in front of us.

“How does it feel to finally have friends?” Cate smirked as I looked over at her.

It 's funny how fast things can disappear. They 're there one moment and then gone the next. That was life for me. Just as I got used to what my life had become, and was okay with it, it changed. In the time it took to open the front door of my apartment my current life disappeared. Sometimes I think it 's the best thing that ever happened to me, sometimes I think it 's the worst.

If there was one word to describe me in middle school it was “tomboy.” Although I was in dance class and cheered, I loved playing sports. I enjoyed getting rough and rowdy in the backyard with my brother and being the only girl in the neighborhood that the boys let on their team during pick-up games. However, my girlfriends would often comment, “Emily, you’ll never be cool by playing sports,” and “Beating the boys will never make you popular or get you a boyfriend.” At the time their comments didn’t matter. It was what I enjoyed doing. Then came high school and all of a sudden it was clear I had two options. I could listen to my friends and tried to become one of the cool girls and just cheer, or I could continue to pursue my

This was the first time in my life I felt about walking away from a deal before I heard all of it. I was sure this deal was going to be too good to be true by the look on the man’s smug face, and that alone said loudly to turn this offer down. If it wasn’t for me knowing how the little fat gravity ball baring got his black eye, I would ask for an explanation to piss the man off. I’ve never liked the man, but my father had paid the man a small fortune to change his Fifth Level vitals to be acceptable for an Eight Level Matrimonial Listing. I may have been near the bottom of the list, but I did receive a few calls for blind dates. I never knew who my father had made a deal with, but whoever it was, they wanted several unasked favors

“Jr, come on. Your father’s going to be home any minute now!” My mother squealed

I took my nails and dug into my head. I scratched and scratched and hot tears rolled down my face. It was as if there were a thousand needles being pierced into my skull. My room was dark aside from the TV playing in the background. I couldn’t focus and I started to get dizzy. Was I really going to die? Would I not wake up the next morning? Was this really what I wanted?

I finished rubbing my battered foot and then bent down, picking up the boulder. It was heavier than imagined it would be, but I had managed to lift it to my waist after struggling to break it free from the earth. As I heaved it ever higher, I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it, and I knew that the mud that clung to the bottom of the rock had smeared itself deep within the fabric of my dress as I battled to bring it up to my chest. The thought of what my once beautiful dress must have looked like now depressed me for a moment, but then I quickly dismissed the thought thinking, let’s just get this over with, so I can get the hell out of here.

I woke up in a queen sized bed next to my four year old brother, completely lost as to where we were. I looked around as i saw walls, half wood, half dry wall. There were clothes covering the floor, along with many other receipts, plastic wrappers and many other pieces of garbage. The was a dark oak dresser, on top sat an old 15” tv playing Ice Age. I was a little scared and confused but i was overall distracted to the film playing on the old scratched up screen. My brother, james, was in a deep sleep, drenched in his own sweat, so i decided i would try and explore. I slowly, trying not to sink into the many piles of clothes and garbage, found my way to the door. As i opened the door i was greeted by an already familiar voice, it was my

On Thursday the fourth week of school, I woke up earlier than usual. I set my alarm to vibrate at 8:30 but I instead woke up at 8. Not caring how exhausted, I was from staying up late the night before to complete an assignment, regretting procrastinating, I decided to start my day early. Being prudent, I search the weather to figure out what to wear. I prepared myself for the day, setting my clothes on the bed and placed my shoes out. I took my towel and shower caddy with all my shower essentials out and hopped in the shower moments later. When I finished washing I put my clothes on and put a ponytail in my hair. My class start at 9:30 am and I was ready at 9:10 am. Staying at Rosa Alexander Hall I have to leave before 9:20 because Madison is a 10-minute walk.