Victoria, The last week has been pretty rough and crazy. I made one wrong move after another thinking that there were no consequences to my actions; I was wrong. On the fourth of July, I was only trying to help you out, but I see now that all I did was try to control the situation and not be in my place. I thought what I was doing was best, but I learned the hard way that you are a strong and independent girl, and you are capable of anything you set your mind to. When we tried to make things right by talking on the phone, you were already on the fence; you had every right to be. We worked things out and decided that we enjoy each other’s company too much to end what we had built together. We both had thoughts of doubt, which we both expressed, …show more content…
A breath to build a glow. I've heard it said a thousand times, but now I know. That I do not know what I have, until it's gone. I thought I kept you safe and sound. I thought I made you strong. But this whole thing made me realize that I was wrong. This is not the end and this is not the beginning. This is not what I had planned and it is out of my control now. Thoughts were spinning in my head, and I had so many things were left unsaid. It's hard to let you go. All I can think about is you, and how many little things I miss and love and the memories we made together. I just cannot lose you, because did not know what I had, until it is almost gone. From catching lightning bugs with you and the babies, to every photo on my phone, to picking you up at Michael’s Pizza, dropping you off at Greene’s Orthodontics, to camping, realizing that that could be over and gone made me cry. The little things give us away; I have always said that. Seeing you smile to my dumb jokes, and cheesy pickup lines, to hearing you giggle and scream when I try to tickle you, to being there when you get a phone a …show more content…
I used to tease you when you freaked out and huddled like a turtle, but I realize now that it is your way of getting some space and handling the situation. Turtle are tough on the outside but soft and playful on the inside. You are my turtle. The knife is made by CRKT, my favorite and the most reliable knife brand in the world. You lost yours on the trip, so I figured I would give you one. You are sharp and strong like the knife. You are always wanting to help people and stay strong when others give way, just like a knife in any situation. I always carry a knife, because I know that if I take care of it, it will take care of me. The black shirt (which may or may not be there, so if not I’ll show you a photo or send you a link, I also didn’t know you could change the color :/ )… You are Victoria Nikita Key. I nicknamed you Turtle. I always truly wanted you to be yourself and never ever try to be someone else… The shirt says “Always be yourself, unless you can be a turtle, then always be a turtle”. Always be who you are, always be true to yourself, and always do what you think it right. Be the Victoria I should have treated better and appreciated. Be the girl who made me happy and warm and the one who kept a smile on my face, every single day, because she is priceless and
I have had many great mentors that have stood out in my life thus far, but I have one lady that really stands out. Her name is Tina; I know her better as Ms. Hicks. She is a kindergarten teacher and Glee Club director at the middle school I attended. I came to know her really well when I joined the Glee Club my sixth grade year. She is so selfless and always puts others before herself. I just began watching her one day and realized that I wanted to be just like her. I began to volunteer in her classroom the last period of the day because I want to be an elementary school teacher as well. I decided why not learn form the best. Throughout the year, I learned so much from her. She taught me that students can learn and have fun while they
Patience is wearing thin , the shocking moment is almost here. Then a miracle happens! A beautiful brown eyed baby is born into this world.
We flew down the bumpy trails with dust in our face. Maria took Rachel and I four-wheeling with some friends. It was two o’clock in the morning and my mom didn't know where we were. Maria Tormanen is my older sister. Maria has a positive influence on me because she is always pushing me out of my comfort zone. She supports me in what i do and she goes after her dreams, I admire that.
On April 26th,1999 I emerged into the world a happy baby given the name Bethany Gavin. I’m now in year 12 and I attend Cooks Hill Campus, Big Picture. My education began here in year 10 after leaving three years of home schooling and have grown as a student as the years have gone on.
Jane and I grew up in grade school together. She was in the class ahead of me, but her and I were still friends. My father was into politics and involved himself in whatever he could with Jane's dad. Since our fathers were away quite often, we would spend a lot of time together. Since Jane didn't have a mother, my mother would often include Jane in whatever my sisters and I were doing. We would have great talks together talking about what we wanted to do when we grew up. Even though neither one of us knew what we wanted to do, Jane was someone that always had the biggest heart for helping people. She was always talking about the stories her father told her about President Lincoln, and even though she didn't know how, she knew she wanted to be someone to make change like he did.
Who is Katelyn Ballard? Katelyn is a student, a sister, and most definitely, a pet lover. I am a senior at Franklin County and have lived here since May 30, 1998, which is my birthday. Even though I have lived here seventeen years, I have moved houses six times. I currently live on Tims Ford Lake with my Mom and step dad. I have one older brother, Cody, and two step siblings, Cade and Carly. I have two dogs, Dixie and my favorite, Marley. I enjoy high school, but just like every other senior; I am ready to be done. I plan on entering Motlow’s nursing program then furthering my education at MTSU to become a nurse practitioner. Taking care of people has always been an instinct of mine, so a job in the medical field is ideal for me. I enjoy writing
One of my best friends, Sydney Lane, is a girl who had lived in Colorado Springs, CO her whole life and when she graduated last spring, she decided to take a gap year. We had discussed our mutual interest in traveling, but we were not sure about how to find the opportunities. However, she took the initiative to become a part of multiple programs and go completely out of her comfort zone. Leading up to the day she left, she was terrified of leaving what she had been accustomed to. She left in September, afraid, and the next thing I heard she was having the best experiences of her life. Sydney blossomed from someone who survived on grilled cheese and hung out with a close group of friends, to a girl enlightened by the world- all within a few
Who am I. Who am I? I am the color orange, strong and fiery like a lion’s luxurious mane billowing in the savanna’s breeze. I am cheesy and dorky, similar to this introduction. I am Vicky Giuliano.
When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had a music teacher named Ms. Valentine who taught vocal and piano classes. Ms. Valentine was known as the “mean dad” of the vocal department, because she oddly reminded everyone of a dad instead of a mother, I know it’s weird. She never took the phrase I can’t from a student, and she would never put up with anyone’s bullshit. She believed there was no such thing as “I can’t”. I had the pleasure of having Ms. Valentine as my choir director, sadly. Ms. Valentine was known for assigning students to critique boring plays and concerts.
I had the opportunity to interview a colleague of mine Brenda, who is a teacher in the Deaf and Hard of Hearing department at our school. Brenda herself is Deaf and was raised by Deaf parents, which benefited her greatly. She began at the Institute for the Deaf and Blind, now known as Montana School for the Deaf and Blind, from preschool to tenth grade. Brenda told me that by the time she had become a tenth grader the school district in Montana was more willing to accept a student who was Deaf. Before this time without the proper legislation like the IDEA law, school districts did not have provide free and appropriate education. Even though she was permitted to attend a mainstream high school, she only took elective type classes. She said that
Twenty years ago today, God gave me my second child. She has come to have many nicknames from my gift from God, my Angel of Jesus, to my Princess. Lauren Bailey, you have developed into a beautiful young lady, who is head strong and always knows what she wants. Even as a baby you knew what you wanted and how you were going to do things. When the doctors told me that they needed to take you away as soon as I had you, I lost a piece of me, because I did not know what to expect especially after your first surgery at five days old, but you showed your dad and I that you were strong and willing to live. You have shown so much courage, even at 9 years old, when you had your open heart surgery and you told me “Mom if God wants me to be with him, I
I push Grayson away. He gives me begging eyes. I grab his hand as I walk to Cameron. I pull them both to the couch. I sit between them. They both look at me scared.
It was the year 1889 and I wanted a baby so desperately. You see a vampire like me is less likely to get pregnant than a steer. I was on the hunt for somebody’s baby to take. I had just relocated to the town Minneapolis when I heard a young girl not even the age of fifteen with two heart beats. I had found my next victim.
Many factors influenced me to choose Victoria as the choice over NSW, like cost of living, culture, transportation, safety and people. Now a days NSW became too much crowded and mechanical.
It was a warm day in Los Angeles California. The soccer field had green grass and a lot of kids playing on it. There is a 9-11 year old team playing. The parents of the kids pay the coach so their kids can play on the soccer team. Derek is a is a dark haired boy. He's 11 years old, and he is a better soccer player than Chris is at the moment. Chris is an 11 year old boy who is Mexican and loves to play soccer. Chris’s family is a bit more poor then Derek's family.