My New Beginning

“She is one beautiful girl!” My heart beated shaking from a mixture of feelings!
I took a look at her as I held her in my arms, “She is!!” I said to the nurse. “How can you love someone so much that you just met?!” I was scared bringing a new baby into the world not knowing what to expect. Excitement filled me up as my mom took a look at her, “A new beginning” she said with a big smile on her face, “She is defiantly a Genesis.” As we drive home form the hospital she starts to cry. It was the cutest thing until the point where she wouldn’t shut up. We fed her some baby formula and she stopped. The first night was bad. She cried all through the night she just wouldn’t sleep. Since she was with me all day (because lucky for me it was summer vacation) I would not let her take naps through the day so maybe she would sleep at night, but it didn’t work. After awhile she got used to it and everything went better.

For her first birthday I took her to the store and I got her a new outfit that she loved! I showered her and got her ready, my mom threw her a birthday party. “She looks so cute and big!” My aunt said holding Genesis present in one of her hands, “She’s adorable” My older sister said, standing behind her. I knew Genesis was having a great time because like me she loves attention! Finally, it was time to cut the cake, she was ever so happy, and finally she blew the candle out! She was probably too young to know about the birthday wish so as I stood behind her and whisper “I hope you grow up to be a smart, strong and beautiful woman.” As for now I think its one wish that might actually come true!

When I take a look at her now (she’s three) it’s like I can see my reflection. She wants to be just like me.” When are you coming back?” she asks hoping I say today, holding back my tears I respond “Soon baby girl” I can see she wants to cry too. Her black, Chinese eyes can speak the words she doesn’t want to say, “Why not today? We can go pick you up, gather your stuff”, regretting every stupid decision I’ve made, wanting to cry, not wanting to hear what she’d say next “What’s wrong?” she asks confused as a three year old can be, not understanding the situation I have put myself in, I cant find an answer to her question. I hang up the phone, tell my fosters the call was lost. I can’t hold the tears any longer and I brake! Wanting to be with my little girl and whishing I was with her! I think of her again her face, her smile, her laugh, and it gives me hope! I find the reason I want to change, I find the reason why I need to straighten up... Because at home there is a little girl who waits for the day that I can be home to stay for good.

When I Walked Into the Court

“Claudia how have you been doing?” Asked my judge. I was 17years old when I walked into that court. It all started like this, the judge asked the group how I was doing and they said, she has got into a fight with a girl because of Miguel, and she has violated the Lightning Peaks rules, she has seen Miguel while she was in Lightning Peak. The Judge got mad more because I didn’t really go to school; i was just getting into a lot of trouble, not caring about my baby. I would always leave my baby with my mom when I was 15 years old I didn’t really think how it was being a mom. I was 15 years old when I first got into the system, that’s when I started being another Claudia. My baby boy was 10 months.

The reason I was in Lightning Peak was, because I got into fights, got alcohol tickets, curfew tickets the one that suggested me to be in that was the judge. When the judge heard everything she had to hear she said, “Claudia is put into DCFS, she has a choice to volunteer to take her baby with her.” I said, “I want him to come with me. I felt sad; angry towards this because I don’t want to put my son threw this. After court I said bye to my family I was crying because it hurt me being in the system because of a guy I love. My caseworker told us he was taking me to meet my foster parent’s. When I got to the DCFS I felt so sad because I was going away somewhere else away from my family but the good thing I had my baby. When the foster parent’s got their I said, “Hi”. They were white. When we got to their house they showed me my room, so I got in my room and started crying.

It’s been so hard for me being in foster care. I almost got my baby token away, but the good thing is I got a chance. The DCFS has given me lots of chances. The last chance they gave me I learned my lesson and started doing so well, and keeping my head up, because they aid any little thing I did I will get him token away. I know I should of change the day I had this baby, but I guess I was hard headed. I’ve been trough a lot in my life. I don’t have my parent’s, I’ on my own, I have 2 brother’s here, but I can’t move with them. I’ve learned not to give up and especially for someone I love, that is never their for his family.

In till this day I’ve never gave up, I have been doing well so I can support my son and I. I don’t need anybody I know I can do it by my self I don’t think I need his dad right now. I know I do but I have to do the best for my son, if he ever does change who knows we might be together, but till now I don’t want him in our life’s he has hurt us a lot, my baby doesn’t need that, but I’ll always have his back, and be down for him. In till this day I’ve learned to always listen to my parents, and never do anything for someone who is not worth it, always think about my baby first before I do something stupid because look what I’ve gotten my self and my baby into, but I’m almost threw this, I know I can do it on my own.

The Forever Proposal

“Hello? Mom, Guess what? I get to come home for a visit.” I said into the receiver to my mother. I was so excited to be able to come home and see my family.

“That’s great sweet-heart, what time do I need to pick you up?” my mother said to me as I asked my staff what was the best time. I then relayed the time to my mother.

Calmly and very suspiciously I asked my mother in a soft whisper “Mom make sure Ash comes with okay mom?”

“Don’t worry Hun I’ll make sure she comes,” my mother assured me. Then the line went dead, and I went to my room to get ready for the day of my biggest decision ever. I was so excited but at the same time, I was scared that what would happen if it wouldn’t go as I planned.

“Are you excited to go see your family Cody?” my staff asked me as I got ready to go to church. “Hell yeah I am why wouldn’t I be?” I asked questioningly. After church I went back to my room and was waiting very anxiously for my mother to arrive.

“Hey sweetie, are you ready to go?” asked my mother, as she checked me out of the place I was staying at, which in all consideration was a rhetorical question that I didn’t answer as we climbed into the truck to go to my home. The ride home was very short but quiet like my mom and dad were plotting some grand scheme.

“Hey babe” I said as I swept me girlfriend into my arms and embracing her with a big long warm hug and then released her and kissed her perfectly soft and beautiful lips.

“I’ve missed you so much babe,” my girlfriend said to me as my best friend walked up to me and embraced me in a friendly hug.

When we got inside we went to the living room and sat on the couch as my girlfriend cuddled right up next to me with the rest of my family around us, who were waiting to hear about what I had been up to for the past couple of months.

After a while we migrated to the kitchen for my girlfriends surprise birthday party, which she found out a couple of days before hand. We had some cake and mingled amongst ourselves tell each other what we have been up to for the past little while. When everyone started heading back to the living room I hollered at everyone.

“Wait Ash hasn’t open her presents yet” I said eagerly, stopping everyone in there tracks and they turned around and looked at me questioningly.

“Wait present? What present? I didn’t see anyone bring any presents in.” she asked as she looked around at everyone shaking there heads, until she met my eyes and realized I was on one knee with a little blue box.

“We have been through a lot the past few years there’s been pain, smiles, laughter, tears, but most of all there has always been love, Ashlie, I love you with all my heart and I want you to know that I want you, and only you, I want all of you forever and always. So now Ashlie Amanda Hansen, will you marry me?” as I opened the box and waited for her to answer. She suddenly broke into tears and smiled and said through all the emotion as hard as she could.

“Yes, yes forever I love you Cody, I would be happy to marry you.” As I slipped the ring onto her finger as she jumped on me and embraced me in another hug and locking her lips onto mine with a kiss. I felt overwhelmed and felt like my heart would burst out from my chest from the love I felt.

Best Day Ever

“Oh my god, Your so beautiful” said my dad. “Thanks daddy.” I said. It has been 4 years since I have seen my dad, it was the best day of my life to see him again. I felt like crying, just from hugging him.

“Look you have grown so much mija, I’m so glad I can hold you in my arms once again.” He told me. “ you to dad, you look like your doin good, I couldn’t wait to see you.” I said. “are you ready to meet your little sister, she looks so much like you, I get you too mixed up all the time” He said.

I was kind of nervous to meet Brooklyn, because I was the last kid my dad had and I didn’t want my place to be taken from me.“ yeah I’m ready” Later that day we got to his house and Brooklyn was inside sleeping, my step mom wanted to wake her up, but I told her I can wait till she wakes up herself, just so she’s not so ornery”.

Brooklyn finally woke up, she looked straight at me. My dad wasn’t lying, me and Brooklyn looked exactly alike. She walked over to me like she had known me forever, she gave me a big hug and didn’t let go. It felt so good to meet her.
“Its like looking in the mirror, but when I was little” I told my dad. “ your telling me, when I saw her I was so shocked, I told Tiffany do you know who she looks like? She looks like her older sister” he said. “I guess your gens are strong” Tiffany said. We all laughed. I told me dad why I was hesitating to meet Brooklyn, He just laughed, and told me “baby girl you don’t have to worry about Brooklyn taking your place, you have a special place in my heart, he said you’re my baby girl no matter how old you get.”

What I learned from this experience was that no matter what or who comes into my dads life I’ll always be his little girl.

My Cold Blue Night

It was getting late and the kids were getting fussy, I got the bambinos fed, washed and into bed.

He worked late evenings from 8:00p.m. To 3:00a.m. It felt like I never had time with him anymore. When he got off work all he did was eat sleep and go back to work.
I read a book then fall asleep. At three twenty seven a.m. he woke me up with the softest kiss and told me he had something he wanted to show me.

For a moment I was angry, but at the same time I knew he wouldn’t wake me for nothing.

I felt the cold still lingering from around his body from coming in from the cold.

He took me by the hand, up the stares, and rushed me towards the living room window, quickly and quietly so we wouldn’t wake the baby’s.

“He told me to close my eyes” I was hesitant at first, and then I thought to myself “he so bought me a new car”. He opened the window then said to me “open your eyes”.
It was the most adorable thing, and it made up for all the times he didn’t have time for me. There were about seven deer in the street and in our yard they were all equally beautiful.

They were running around in our front yard and looked as if they were playing tag under the moon light.

The sky was a dark, smoky blue. The moon was full and the light was reflecting from the moon to the freshly fallen snow, it was beautiful.
The deer and the weather made it perfect.

The snow, the moon and the stars all together made it even more romantic, almost like a fairy tail. We stared at the scene I could feel him watching me, I whispered “their beautiful.” He smiled and said “I think you’re beautiful.”

Back then I thought that we were perfect. Now my thought is blank. From then on, I left the sweet memories that I held in my heart to treasure, behind me and decided to make myself a promise for my own good; the word (LOVE), the emotion (LOVE), that tight annoying felling in you throat and the butterflies in your tummy (LOVE) will never be excepted in this cold dark heart of mine again.

“You’re saying its Controlling Behavior to Separate Her from Her Friend’s….

I think that guys should never be controlling over a girl, guys should let their girlfriend hang out with who ever they want. I think its bad when a guy is controlling, because they end up hitting you, in the book how Nick says that catline cant hang out with Elsa is not okay that is controlling. I remember when I was controlling with my boyfriend it was not good we always fought. When I was with my boyfriend I would tell him I don’t want you talking to girls but you know what I told him “you know what you can talk to who you ever you want you just need to set your limits.” I learned not to be controlling because being like that doesn’t take you no where.

I think Catline shouldn’t be with Nick because he is controlling , I think she’s going to end up getting hurt by him because mostly all guys that are controlling end up hitting their girl. This Quote remembers me also when my mom was with my little sister’s dad he was so controlling. He always hit my mom I was 10 years old when he hit her I still remember, No one should be controlling.

I slapped her not hit her.
Breathing underwater Pg. 23

When people say that I know they are lying and they will never tell the truth until they lose the one they love the most is gone. When its too late they want it back and its too late and too hard to get it back because when you do some thing like that it very hard too get their trust back, it takes a while to do it. That’s why people need too think before they do some thing they will regret or if they don’t they will lose the one they love, and when people say “Oh that’s the way I was raised” that’s a lie well maybe they were raised like that but if they didn’t like it then they shouldn’t treat other people like that. They have control of there own action.

When they do you need to let them go because once you get closer to them and have fun with them it get’s harder to say good bye. When you leave them they learn how to respect women and they will cherish they more then ever. For example when abusive men are coming to hang out with you and their friends call them to go smoke dope they ditch you or they tell you not to hang out with certain people.

Granted

Have you ever taken anything for granted? What makes you take it for granted? What makes you remember or appreciate what you took for granted?
Once I’ve taken granted of a special friendship that was important to my life. At the time I didn’t have a care in the world. But when I realized that this special friendship made me feel a feeling like never before and that I did care, I knew that I shouldn’t have taken it for granted. She was all I could think about and didn’t know what to do. It made me feel like I had just lost the world. Then I thought to myself “if I want this girl to be in my life then I need to do something about it”. I called and told her I needed to talk. I expressed every thought, every feeling, every expression and my heart to her. I did everything in my power to get her back. So I changed my attitude, ways and the way I expressed myself to her. I was able to get what I wanted most back in my life and don’t have the need to think twice about taking anything for granted. When you’ve taken something for granted you may not realize it and makes you feel bad. At the end of the day you realize what you’ve done wrong and messed up and that you lost what you wanted or what you were looking for in life. When you finally realize what you done you can always appreciate what you lost and maybe try to get it back if it’s possible, but some people choose to let it go so their left to wonder what could have happen. And now I know not to ever take her for granted again if I want to keep her in my life. I appreciate everything about her and remember every good memory spent together. That’s what I’ve taken for granted.

Final Words

If I was dying in my bed and my parents were there by my side I would tell them that “I love them”, and I would tell them to “take care of my son and keep him safe”. Another thing I would tell them before I die is to make sure they discipline my son right and put him in a sport so he can focus on his mind about sports not other things like gangs, drugs, sex. My parents are so important to me I would tell them I was sorry for everything I’ve done to them, and to forgive me for being bad for them in the past, and not listen to them when they told me to stay out of trouble, because my parents use to tell me Claudia your going to get locked up if you keep hanging out with your friends, so I did I got locked up, I felt sad because my baby was out there with out me. I always look back of what I did and I regret I should of always listen to my parents but I didn’t that’s why I ended up in foster care. I would tell my mom and that that I will miss them...

I think the only thing that is worse then dying is loosing my son. I think dying is worse because my son will be with out me when he needs me. Another thing that is really worse than dying is if anything really bad ever happened to my son. I think dying is worse than all these things because my son will be with out me and what if he tries to do suicide because theirs some children that do that I want my son to be safe. I’m my sons everything he follows me more than his dad, and I don’t know what they would do with out me.

In Dying Days

Do I believe that something can be worse than dying?
I think that depends on the person. For me something worse would
probably be stuff like losing a loved one, or being so ignored, disrespected and not
noticed that I just wouldn’t feel like even trying. That would suck. Or being
paralyzed permanently would suck hardcore. I don’t know how those people take all
that crap and get through it somehow. I would also hate to be one of those people who make fun of people who have serious problems. That would be like the worst
Feeling anyone could live with. Or those people that live through some serious
Traumas and are half alive with machines keeping them alive and they don’t even
Say or do anything. Also there are people with mental problems like schizophrenia,
And a bunch of other stuff. That would be enough for me to welcome death.
I feel bad for those people who go through that, but I feel even better when I hear about people who go through that and succeed. That’s pretty crazy how people can fight that
Without killing themselves. So it totally depends on the person. If you can take a lot of crap, or the opposite. Being so sick with a disease or sickness and living through that
might help you remember that suicide isn’t that that far away. I would hate to be put through that and live. So I believe that there is stuff worse than death out there. Or people
wouldn’t be committing suicide so much now days. Having everything taken from you wouldn’t be a good thing too, like your spouse, your house, family, anything. Also being addicted to something is worse than dying, I think. Committing your whole life to getting enough money for your next high on anything without you wanting to would set me over too. Some people know what I am talking about and it sucks. Well those are the reasons I believe that there are things out there that are worse than death.

Final Words

My final words would have to be are paths will cross again. I know that sounds cheesy but I wouldn’t want my family to get all upset or do something stupid just because I died. At least when I told them that they would hopefully feel better. Then I would be able to move on.
If I was to say something to my mom I would
Hope I said something I would want her to hear before I died. Hopefully I won’t die before her

If I was to say something to my little brother it would be don’t turn out like me please. Because I have done some pretty bad stuff

To my dad I would say thanks for your time with me
Thanks for putting up with me all these years. Hopefully I won’t die before him as well.

To my older brothers I would say six different final words to each one cause there is exactly six brothers older than me in the family!
To all of my friends I would say thank you for being my friend all threes years even when I would not be a good friend sometimes.
Hopefully I will say my finals words to people every time I see them because no ones knows exactly when their going to die. Except animals but I am not talking about them.

People take a lot of things for granted, life is one thing that we should not. We act as if we have the rest of our lives but life can be taken as just as it is be given. We can be gone today within a blink of an eye. Tomorrow is not promised to any one of us so we have to live for today, and that is a must. I don’t know maybe we get greedy and think that our problems are the biggest and that we are the ones that need to get help first that we are the most important people well that is not what I think.

I think we need to take time out of our day look to the person to the side of us and get off our asses and try to help them and do what we can to help them and at the end of the day look back and thick what we did and that we as a individual have helped a nother person and in the end sleep in peace knowing that you get what you give and that it will come back to you in the end whether it is at judgment time or the very next day.

I love you

Would I want to my family I love you before they passed away. Yes I would because I had an aunt that passed away and she was my favorite aunt in the whole wide world. When she passed away I didn’t even get to say good bye or anything because she passed away before I could see her again and it broke my heart into a million peaces. She was always traveling and to this day it still kills me, but I know she’s in a better place now and not in pain any more. One thing I wish though is that she could of seen my son before she went, she didn’t even get to see him once she was supposed to come see a day after she died and I feel so bad for that but she can see him now and that’s all that matters.

But what she would have said I am always there. When ever I think of her I can see her in my memories of her. The thing I miss most about her is her laugh and her personality, you know in my house I had to take down all of her pictures because it hurt so bad but there all going back up slowly. She didn’t die that long ago only two months ago. I wanted too jump in the casket with her I didn’t want her to go I wanted her to stay.

When I found out my aunt died I fell on my knees and stated crying I couldn’t believe it I just wish she was still her I miss her so much. When she laughed every one laughed, when she smiled every one smiled.

I love you aunty and R.I.P I’ll see you soon you are always in my heart and in every one else’s.

Marriage

I think that they had arranged marriages back then so that the parents can have their child in a family they feel okay about. Also so that they know their child is in a safe family. The benefits from this would be that the family’s that have known each other for awhile could all be one big family instead of just friends.

The disadvantage would be that the couple getting married has a big chance of not liking each other. Or they just want to be friends. The big problem would be what if he/she is in love with someone else. This leaves a question. Did the parents really care about their children’s own feelings? My opinion about this idea is that it never should have been thought of. Because a lot a kids had parents that didn’t like each other and probably fought a lot. I’m just glad that doesn’t happen here in Utah. If any religion or country says that you have to do that then that just Wrong not just in one way but in many ways. Because these days people can get a divorce. Which then leaves kids in a bad spot.

Living in 1793

If I was living in the year 1793, I would not be happy. That would suck really bad. But it would be kind of cool to live back then. I don’t know exactly what I would do. Probably live the normal life of a 1793 person. I think I would go crazy without technology though. That would be one of the many hard parts of living back then. I would prefer the mid-evil times. That would be awesome. But I don’t know what I would do for jobs though. Maybe build houses, because that’s what I do is build houses with my dad. That would be a good job for me. I would like to have a wife and kids. Just live life like normal and have fun. But there wouldn’t be much to do like now days. No heavy metal. No video games, no legend of Zelda. Not as many sports as now days. No television, no head banging, no mosh pits. No nothing! Those are some of the reasons I would hate it back then. I would not like not having those things.

But a couple of reasons on why I would like it would be that there would not be as much evil a there is now days. The air would be more pure, people might be nicer, stuff like that. But those might not be true. But that is how I view it would be. I wouldn’t mind the music from back then. But still, it would suck. But this paragraph is about the stuff I would like. I might also like the food. You would be more healthy back then. I wouldn’t mind being a farmer either. That would be cool with me. As long as I got paid a good amount for how hard I worked. Those are most of the reasons I would like/hate living in 1973. I still would prefer the mid-evil ages over the 1700’s. but that’s my point of view.

Funeral

I think attending a funeral is really important. Well it really depends on who it was, how about if it was someone that you don’t like right? I’ve attended a hole bunch already, I hate going to them. Because I hate seen mothers cry so when I do it hurts me like no other. Especially when it is the mother’s of some of my closes home boys. I love all my homies, but when I see them dead in front in their funeral I fill like they are just going to wake up. And say what it do dawg. So if that will happen I will proplably put him to sleep myself lol. And its important specially if you really considered him or her your homies. If don’t go to the homies funeral chales that’s some really mest up stuff. I have attended all of my dead homies funerals even if I have to leave Utah for a couple of days.
But then again that’s me and theirs no one like me. So if your reading this don’t be a punk and be a two face to them when their alive. Go to their funeral to ok dawgy’s don’t be mest up.

Being a Snob

A person who is stuck up and thinks that they are better than others, makes fun of people because how they dress. I think in the book Fever Jeannie is a snobbish because she makes fun of Jeannie’s family coffee shop saying that there shop is grog shop, and a grog shop means that they let people drink and fight. The coffee shop doesn’t serve alcohol.

Jeannie is a mean girl who thinks’ she better than Matilda’s family, like in the book she doe’s means things to Matilda when mom doesn’t see ex: she sticks her toung out at her. I’ve been told before that I was a snob because I use to think I was better then everyone else, and I have in the past, I always thought I was better then my cosines which we were all the same but I always thought I was good, and I was stuck up but not anymore I’m my self it is always good being your self not someone who you aren’t really.

I remember when some girls in my school use to always think they were better then me, I don’t know why girls always think that there better then another actually all girls are the same no one is perfect than anyone there’s no one in the world who is perfect. There are a lot of girls who are snobs and those are some girls who are rich, and girls who think there better then everyone.

I would have some one rather tell me the truth then be nice,
Because truth means a lot more then some one being nice to me.
Even if that person is an a hole to I wouldn’t really care because its one person
Being not nice, it really doesn’t bother me. But if that person cares enough to tell me the truth about things then at least I know they care a little about me in some way.

Honesty is very important tom me because it’s something that builds up trust, bravery, integrity, and stuff like that. And it shows care in people, shows that people are willing to take back that much. And that you can ask someone to do something and you know they are going to do it and be able to come you to you and tell you that they did it.

An example is when my brother was on drugs like heroin and I asked him, my aunt asked him, and my mom asked him if he was on something and he was and he said he wasn’t but, we could tell he was on it because he never acts stupid when he’s sober he doesn’t talk with his eyes closed drooping to the floor he sleeps right and doesn’t stay up all night for 3-4 days, and when he lied I go upset cause he acts like a dumb ace. And be because he wasn’t telling the truth, and that he has my niece to take care of.

Words

Why do words hurt so much? I think it is because words get under the skin. Some words can make you so mad some make you sad. You never know how someone will fill if you say something that they do not like. Like this friend that I have did not like when I said that his girl friend was poling him in to meth and that I did not like her. Me and him got in to an argument and said some things that we regretted we did no speak for a week. Words heart more then getting hit some times because they heart longer.

Trust

I trust my foster dad Eddie enough to talk and ask him things that I wouldn’t talk or ask my parents about. I’ve only been with him for two months and I already know I can trust him. He’s given me a lot of advice lately that makes me fell like he understands what I’m going through. It made me wonder how? Then he told me he was adopted and knows what I’m going through. That’s when I realized I can trust him. If you took one glance at his appearance you’d probably think he doesn’t know crap. When you get to know him though he really is understanding, caring, and kind.


He told me once that bad things happen to good only to make them better people. Then he said “Tyler that’s happening to you, so continue to make the right choices”. Then I made the decision to clean up my act and put my life back together.

Honesty

How important is honest to me? I think honesty is one of the most important things to me. Mostly because I can get over a lot of things, cheating, and stuff like that. But I hate being lied to! I won’t stand it; it’s an insult to my intelligence. That they think I wont figure out I’m being lied to. I believe that honesty is the most important in all relationships. Honesty leads to trust and if you are honest, they know they can trust you. I would rather be told an ugly truth, then a beautiful lie. Sure it would be nice to pretend everything’s perfect and everything. But in the end it just hurts you in the end. Because it is not the truth, and you can live a lie forever.

Hmm…someone that was painfully honest with me? Well my ex boyfriend JJ called me fat and told me I could lose a little weight. I think that was the most painfully honest thing a guy has ever told me. How did this turn out to be a good thing you may ask? It made me aware of my body and helped me work in to who I am today. Also now I’m a health nut, in pretty good shape and okay health. That was the most honest anyone has ever been to me. It hurt way bad having someone be that honest specially since it was a my boyfriend at the time. Yeah it hurt and all but in the end it made me want to be better, so four years later here I am today trying to be the best I can be. I probably wouldn’t be in the shape I am today if it weren’t for JJ being so painfully honest. But the truth hurts and there’s no lie about that.

Honesty

Honesty: The power to tell the truth and act on it.


Honesty can affect people in a very big way it would change every thing from how people act how they talk how they think and how they dress. If every one was honest it would be a whole new world it would help people to open up and share what they are thinking. People would be able to express what there thoughts are about life and what they fell about what one person might say or do.
I think if everybody was honest it would hurt a lot of people but it would also make people fell better about them self. But this subject like all others haves an other side and I thick it is important that it is also hard and the opposite of the truth is a lie so if the truth hurts then does a lie feel good and if they both hurt. Can you say that every time we say something it hurts someone somewhere? If you do not like to be hurt but you are constantly hurting someone aren’t you just hurting you’re self. So I thick that all though lying is wrong there are times that it is best to lie. Witch would also mean that telling the truth is best even though telling the truth may hurt someone in some circumstances it is still best to tell the truth. It takes a big person to tell the truth but it may some times be best to lie. And the simple truth is that the truth hurts. So when you find you’re self in a place where you don’t know what to do remember that even throw you don’t mean to even throw you don’t want to what you say can hurt someone somewhere.

Honesty
1. moral uprightness: the quality, condition, or characteristic of being fair, truthful, and morally upright
2. truthfulness: truthfulness, candor, or sincerity
Synonyms: uprightness, morality, trustworthiness, goodness, scrupulousness, decency, rectitude, righteousness, fairness, reliability, honor

Promises

The only time you should not keep a promise is when it involves someone getting hurt or if someone is in danger. For example if some told you their mom is abusing them and they tell you not say anything then make you promise not to. That’s when you should say something. Another example would be if someone said their going to kill them self’s then you should report it. basically if it’s something that you feel wrong about keeping quiet then say something to some one before it’s to late don’t even think about saying something afterwards.

Punch vs. Words

Do you guys/girls think words hurt more than a punch? Or do you guys/girls believe that a punch hurts more than words? Because I believe that words hurt way more than a punch. I mean seriously a punch might hurt you but just for a minute not like in the other side words will always and forever will be their. Is like my scars every time you’ll remember or see them it hurts because you remember what happen. I been hit so much by life and by people that it doesn’t even hurt no more. But when I comes to someone that I love who tells me something some really hard words it does hurt me. And it will always stay their till the day that you die.

Mom

My mom is kind, loving and caring. She adopted nine kids including me! All of us really didn’t have any where else to go at the time. So I’m glad she opened up her heart to us when everyone else turned their backs on us.


Our mom really tried to take care of us. Now she’s trying really hard to get us back into the family. And now we only have ninety days till they decide if we go home or not. This in my opinion means she deserves a lot of respect for how hard she tried.

The Power of the word. The Power of Silence.

Most people believe that there is great power in a word but maybe there is a far greater power in silence. In the world we live today you are considered a strong person if you stand up and speak your mind yet as a child you are taught that it may be best to listen and comprehend what is being said. You are told that actions speak louder than words. I am not saying that words do not have power I’m saying it is who, how, when, and where it is said. If I say it smells like flowers at the dump those words don’t carry that much power if any at all. Yet just saying a simple “I do” is some of the words some wait to hear for there whole life.

In a personal experience, as I was a kid I would tell my mom that I would not follow in my brothers footsteps that I would never get locked up that I would stay there and help her. Well I got in some trouble and sent to lock up. It hurt my mom so much she did not talk to me I would write her, call her, and try to get her to visit me but she did not talk to me it was easer for her to not talk to me yet her not talking to me was one of the hardest things I have ever had to deal with.

What kind of people don’t I like?

What kind of people don’t I like? Well for starters I really hate two faced people. I also don’t like people that make promise and never keep them. I also don’t like most boys! They are total jerks, okay well not all of them just my ex’s. I also don’t like players. We all know the type, the love them and leave them type. Now I’m not going to say that all men are jerks because I know there are men that are amazing people. Maybe it is just cause we are so young, and really don’t know what we want out of a relationships. So my advices try not to get into serous-relationships so early, because I think when things go wrong it can make you really hate the person you once loved.

But most the time I really try not to hate people. I believe that life is too short to feel it with so much hate! Because the world is already filled with so much hate and ugliness. I highly doubt that we need to put more in to. I think of hate as pollution or a virus it just spreads everywhere. Hating people takes way too much time and I don’t know about you but I really don’t have that much time to waste on people that don’t matter. Because people that matter don’t care about it, and those who care about it doesn’t matter. So any ways life is too short to feel it with hate and regret. That and hating people causes worry lines and I’m also pretty sure it causes cancer!

What I think of emotions

I think that people hold there emotions from other people so that they don’t get heart. When you let someone know whet you are filling they may think that you are week. But when I hold back my emotions everything builds up and I explode some times I heart others sometimes I heart my self. I heart my self by running some my friends off.
The reason is that I hide my emotions from people is they don’t need to know whet I am filling in less I am mad. People don’t need to be in my business. You don’t need to know why I am sad, mad or happy. If you really need to know why I fill the way I fill then you are to nosey to me.

Loyal or un-loyal friends how can you tell?

What makes a friend loyal or un-loyal? I show my loyalty to my friends by if they need something, I will be there for them and if they just want to chill, I chill with them and just being a good friend to them, if they want to talk about something randomly, I’ll talk to them, and an un-loyal friend wouldn’t do that, they wouldn’t just sit there and listen to you and all of your problems and fears and understand it and want to help you with that.

They probably wouldn’t even hang out with you that much they would just ignore you and not really like to be around you and just plane jerks is what I’m saying. In my life I have learned to ignore the people that try to make friends just because they want to use you for something and I do not like those type of people because of what they do to people if they make you think that your there friend and then they just ditch you for someone else that they want to use for another reason.

My point is a friend is a person that will be there for you and will want to be with you and just hang out because it’s fun.

What makes a friend loyal?

To me a loyal friend is a friend that’s always by your side everyday that you are down. A friend is a friend that will be willing to stick up for you or some other friend; it’s a friend that will be sharing, caring, and exciting. A friend is one that will be nice, respectful and will not be a backstabber. A loyal friend will help you out with stuff you will need help with. A loyal friend will make plans to hang out and keep that plan. A loyal friend will promise you something and keep that promise for you and not let
You down.

Your friend will not be someone that will be rude and be putting you down for any reason. A loyal friend will not joke around to make she/he feel good. That friend will be your friend and not your enemy the friend will not disrespect you in anyway. That friend will not try to be to annoying when around you or other friends. A friend will walk down a street with you and watch your back when you’re not alone or if you’re alone. Your friend will not let anybody/anyone. A loyal friend is not someone who will sit back and watch you get into trouble. A loyal friend will keep you out of trouble. That loyal friend of yours will not get there pleasure from your pain.