My Life Story

She was such a kind loving soul, no one will ever compare. She greeted me arms open and it was truly an amazing experience. She talked about how amazing I was for supporting her for so long. I can only hope I become half the person she was.

She always took care of us when we were sad she would always lick the tears off and start playing with us

The next morning, I was dropped off at what at the time we called “dad’s house”. He was making breakfast. Burnt eggs and burnt bacon with probably expired milk. I always graded him with and A for effort. He explained to us that every other day and every other weekend will be spent with our mom. I questioned whether or not that was he wanted, his tone was disappointed. Did he want to see us less? Or more? Or not want our mom to see

     She was wonderful. My father said she had a voice like the birds in the trees. They used to sing together. When my father would sing, it was like he was a different man. That man never comes out anymore.

She believed in me and I felt no stress to be somebody I wasn’t in order to fit into a class or lesson. She still helps me. She’s now teaching me piano which is something I’ve always wanted to

After a while, she got boring because she couldn’t do anything I could do. She could barely hold herself up! I would help my mom when she would tend to my sister. I would help her change her diaper, and just entertain her when my mom was trying to do housework. I’m glad to have been there for all her important milestones she’s reached so far. I was

She taught me how to paint and draw, which really helped me find myself through art. She is a huge creative influence in my life, and I am inspired by her every day. Occasionally, I would look back to who I was before I met her. I was in a box, and I never realized how desperately I needed to escape that box. I still think a lot about whom I am as a person, but every time I think about that photography book that she showed me in ninth grade English I realize how close I am to figuring it out. And I have my best friend to thank for

She and I were good friends and we hung out with each other. During her stay we were in Wichita when mom started to head to the dog adoption place. This was a complete surprise to me, I was so excited and so was all of the others in the car. We headed inside to look at all of the animals they had all sorts of kinds.

On one occasion that she made me feel welcomed was when my brother had to go to the hospital in Iowa City. I finished my day out at school then I headed over to her house. She made me feel like everything

She always told me stories about how the queen of hearts has tried to poison her again with her vegetable minions, but every time she did the white queen was there to save her. She would tell me how every time we were together it was tea time. She told me it was her favorite time to spend since she wasn't anywhere near the queen of hearts.

will never forget. Having watched her work very hard as I grew, I found it

Her compassion for me really shined bright during that hard time. My parents no longer show compassion for each other anymore like they do for me.

Still to this day every time that I see her, my perception of her is still the same as it was when we were children. We have shared a lot of hard and good times together. So with the emotional connection that we have it makes us both turn to each other when we are in need.

She was always remembered by everyone. I remember everyday I would go to her house and she would always be standing there waiting for me. She would always play super Mario kart. We would always play Mario kart and watch movies together. Our favorite thing to do was go ride in my papa's truck to Safeway and listen to Sugarland. That was her favorite country band, she always loved country and Sean Kingston.

When we made our way back to our apartment, I showed him around the house, the neighborhood, how to turn on the desktop, and to his room, which was my old room. My mom wanted him