I Cried

My life has not been easy I came out the womb the oldest and became an adult rather early in life by default. I became independent by taking care of my younger brothers because momma was divorced and had to work. I’m only 3 ½ years older than my brothers but it didn’t feel like. I was taught to survive, more than thrive. I was taught to hustle, grind, and to make ends meet. The journal through the urban eastside of Detroit seemed to be a badge of honor. To proclaim the eastside represented the

kids at Worhtermont where ran into new challenges she had to face. Here is the story in her perspective as a captive. When I walked into the cold room I looked at my schedule. I don’t understand how the numbers work her. I was told one side is odds and the other side is evens, I don’t even know what those are. I walked up to a old man with gray hair and wrinkly skin, from what I have learned by Japedo that means he was a good man. “Do you need any help miss”, the old man croaked “Yes, wait no, actually

not a love story about how I found my twin brother, and how we bonded. This is the story of when I looked for something I did not want to find, someone so dark, filled with hate, and determination to ruin my life. Some secrets are best kept hidden; One always think that the truth will always protect us, however, sometimes knowing the truth can kill us, and perhaps this is the reason why my parents did not want me to know. My parents always told me they loved me, so, I had no clue why they did not

What is Family? According to the online dictionary family is all those persons considered as descendants of a common progenitor. I view family in a whole different perspective. The word family is a powerful and meaningful word. To me, it means people who accept you for who you are where there 's no hatred or judgement and love you unconditionally. A dog or pet can simply become family. A person who you can count on through your emotional or financial distress can also be family. Growing up my parents

Growing up, I would have a vacation with my mom, and a vacation with my dad every summer. This was one of the few perks that came with being from a broken family. With my mom we would travel to different states and experience new things, and with my dad we would go camping and do outdoor activities. Unfortunately, one particular vacation granted me a one way ticket to the emergency room. From that experience, I learned to be careful and not fall into peer pressure. One hot, June afternoon when I was 13

Mrs. Young- Personal Narrative In my life, I have experienced many things. Some things in my life have been happy, some things sad, and some things that I dare not mention. When I was in high school, I did not want to go to college. All I wanted to do was to drink and drug myself to death. In one year, my life changed more than all my other years combined because of one person's actions. I still do not know if she realizes how much she helped me. Out of the many lessons that she taught

Upon my “defeat” I was furious, frustrated, and felt crushed. In my head I felt that because I walked away without anything, I had publicly humiliated myself and wasted my time. After packing my bags as soon as the program directors allowed us to leave the stage, and stomping off to my car without a single good-bye, I realized I couldn’t stay mad forever, and needed to let go. And so my road to recovery began. Caution: The following steps you will read below to “Maggie’s Embarrassing DYW Road to

From a young age, I was referred to by numerous as a difficult child. Everywhere I went I would constantly be boisterous and disruptive. Of course, I didn’t act disruptive intentionally, I simply couldn’t help saying everything that came to my mind the minute it came to me. Due to this behavior of mine, I had trouble staying involved in activities, such as sports and scouting. Without these hobbies, I had trouble fitting in with the other kids. What made this even harder was that I moved every two

I sat there patiently waiting for the man to leave, while i sat there i could feel blood dripping down my face. I could even feel my fist hitting the mans face again, each knuckle pressing against his bony face and feeling the creaking of his jaw. Then i came back to reality, My face blood red and being scared to the bone. Terrified of the man finding where i hid. One bright summer morning, the birds were chirping and I could smell my breakfast before even opening my eyes. It was very hot, so I

I looked outside, I admired the stars and how carefree they were, just floating in the sky, shining moving along carelessly as if nothing could go wrong. I love how they can be so at peace with each other. I was envious of it. I always come out onto the porch in the night when I have spare time. I like to sit and just admire in awe at how beautiful and peaceful the earth is, and yet it created such reckless bests to accompany it. I took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly, taking everything in