Personal Narrative: Finding Justice

At the age of nine, I watched my uncles lowering my father into the ground and what took his life was addiction. All my life I have watched addiction take over the lives of people, I love. My father's side of the family, besides my grandparents, has always faced addiction. Although, addiction runs through my blood, I will not take the same path I have watched people take all my life. I will be the one to end the cycle. Watching the majority of my family waste their life has motivated me to change the direction and better myself from living a life of addiction and misery.

After checking every photo taken during the investigation, the Deputy District Attorney, Michelle Trego asked the detectives to interview the witnesses again. “We want to make certain she pays for this crime,” Michelle said riding up in the elevator with Detective Wallace.

I could not believe what I had just said, I said it so hastily that I thought no one had heard me, but the judge clearly heard me say “The defense moves to indict Isabella Moores of first degree murder.” Everybody in the courtroom was speechless, “This so called witness was planning to murder her mother since she ran away from home, all because her mother was constantly abusing her and I have evidence to prove it!”

I chose to break the norm of either smiling at strangers or giving them a neutral look when you make eye contact. I decided to give every stranger I passed a confused look like they had just spoken to me in another language. I must admit, this made me feel a bit goofy. I was on the fence as to whether or not to do this in the first place but I decided I just had to. The responses I received were quite comical. A few people asked if I was alright, and one person even asked if I had a problem with them.

I remember it like it was yesterday. People thought just because, I was from Mexico, I wouldn't be able to succeed in life. People laughed at me just because of the way I spoke English.

I’m not going to lie, when Overruled was brought to my attention I was expecting some sort of Cop game or Lawyer game, like Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, but what I got instead was a boring, half assed game that failed to entertain me for more than 1 hour.

“ OH MY GOODNESS , My Video Just hit one million views ! “ , I shouted to my mom downstairs as I frantically refresh the page to make sure I’m not dreaming . “one million and one “ .. “ one million and two” .. “This is not a dream” I whisper to myself in awe. “What’s the big fuss?” she says lethargically coming up the stairs ; “Im trying to listen to Cardi B’s New Album ! “ . “Big fuss?, Cardi B? ; What has the world come to? “, I sarcastically ask. “MOM , My “Advocacy” video just went viral , there are still good people in this world , We are Not Doomed !” . Still no response. She confusingly asks me, “What is Advocacy ; when you don’t have sex ?”. “Excuse Me ?” I say with a look of major concern. Just Watch this Video. “Clicks Play Button”.

I heard a crash and a boom downstairs and paused my horror movies I did not think anything about it at first so I went downstairs and when I saw a shadowy figure dart across the kitchen I freaked out and tried to keep myself calm as my heart was racing then I ran upstairs as fast as I could.

Playing Defense is a young adult romance. It’s sweet, innocent and lots of fun. Sixteen year old Claudia was a teen who only had her eyes on her future, until she met one of the most popular guy in school. Hockey player Chris, he was gorgeous, kind, a prankster and interested in her. When Claudia was given the duty of being Chris’s tutor, their quick friendship came out of nowwhere. For once in Claudia’s life she was not just looking forward to her future school, she was looking forward on her day and seeing Chris again. The connection happened fast and Chris gave Claudia her first real kiss. It was sweet, it was intense. I loved it. Innocent Claudia wanted more with Chris, but does Chris feel the same?

My life has been a whirlwind of chaos, with what seems to be just few moments of calm. As I look back, it begins so perfect. My father and mother loved each other very much, and were great parents. I didn’t have to suffer though the trauma of divorce, neglect, or abuse. I grew up with an older brother that at the time, I thought was a big bully. Now I look back, and I realize that since I made it to adulthood, he must have had the patience of a saint.

Summer: the season of ice cream, beaches, air-conditioned cinemas, and 30 lb cardboard boxes full of clothes and books. By the fourth quarter of my sophomore year, I could envision the rest of my high school life unfold as if flipping through a scrapbook brimming with photographs and jotted captions. A rising upperclassmen, I had full conviction that by 2018, I would play varsity doubles tennis, attend Naugy Prom, and graduate alongside the 250 people I had known since middle school, some even from kindergarten. Naugatuck, CT had been my home for all 16 years of my life—and despite hopping from apartment to house when I was 5, I couldn’t fathom changing towns, much less before I departed for college.

“ENGLAND, We are moving, new school, new everything, ENGLAND,” shouted through my head and all of a sudden I was awake. It was just a dream I told myself, but then I looked at my room and there were boxes everywhere.I layed back down and screamed into my pillow until I fell back asleep again. I woke up with a giant migraine and then it hit me, I only had two days to enjoy the last of my town and friends before I leave. So I better enjoy it while I can.

If I may, allow me first to interject snippets of the past I feel that this will inevitably allow me to decisively relay my long-term goal. Surprisingly, even as a young child my aspirations of being a constitutional lawyer was of no secret. Further, I would surmise that hearing tapes of Martin Luther King, Jr.’s speeches, including the words “injustice anywhere, is a threat to justice everywhere” bolstered my intent. Incidentally, both of my parents where children of the era of sitting at the back of the bus, and being denied front door, or social function entrance.

Life isn't fair I realized this when my brother wanted ice cream but couldn't get any and I got some. He believed this to be unfair, but I relied that life isn't fair so we should stop trying to make it fair. My brother and I were riding to get ice cream at goodies one of the many candy shops in bend Oregon. When we arrived I could smell the sweet satisfying smell of candy. I could see the chocolates lined up in the cantainers underneath the counter in the back I could see the list of favors including mint chip chocolate and cherry I got a cone of mint chip it was mine and my brothers favorite flavor I put my hand in my pocket to pull out some money to buy two cones one for and one for my brother I only had 3 dollars just enough to buy my own

Our lives are inevitably tied to multiple people that come in and out of it. The people and experiences I encountered have driven me to be resilient, hopeful and given me the mindset to never give up. I have found clarity and purpose by adding meaning to these experiences.