Mrs. Ackerson's Class Blog

Possessions

2006-11-01T06:48:00.000-08:00

There are three things of mine that I would like to keep safe. One is my PS2, two is my Yugioh card deck, and three is my Ipod. I choose these three things because they were gifts from my family. So if I had a box to put things in I would choose to put those three things in out of everything else. I would make sure they always stay safe and make sure no one breaks them or to make sure no one steals them and nothing else happens to them.

I would keep my PS2 so I would be able to play video games. I would keep my Yugioh card deck because I really like to play the game. I would keep my Ipod that way I would be able to listen to my favorite songs when ever I want.

I would do what my mom and dad said to always keep them safe and make sure they don't get stolen. I also have to make sure to keep my little brother away from them to so that he doesn't hide them or sell them. Those are the three items that I would always make sure to keep safe out of all the other things I have.

Porcelain Doll

2006-11-01T06:45:00.000-08:00

When I was about 2 I started a box. In the box I had about 3 items in it. The first item in the box was my Grandmothers ring. It was real diamonds. It was vary precious to me. She gave me the ring when she got remarried. The reason she gave me the ring is because I was the only grandchild alive at the time.

The 2nd thing that was in the box is a porcelain doll. I got the doll when I was about 4 yrs old when my mom bought it for me. She had a beautiful long white and blue gown. She had blue eyes and blond hair. When I was little I used to talk to my Anastasia.

The third thing that was in my box was my personal things. I used to write letters and put then in my box. Some of the things I wrote about my boyfriends and my life like if i was sad or upset. My uncle burned all my stuff. And he got yelled at for it and was never allowed at my house again.

My Box

2006-11-01T06:44:00.000-08:00

If I had a bag or box with all my treasures in it, I would probably have a stuffed animal from my grandma's funeral in it. The stuffed animal means a lot to me because there is a lot of people in my family and I'm the one that got it. I would also put my Eeyore in the box because I got it from my boyfriend on Christmas. It means a lot to me because it is from my boyfriend.

I would put my pictures in the box because they are memories from when I did exciting things with friends. Some pictures that would be in there would be pictures of homecoming, friends, dances, and of my boyfriend.

I would put another stuffed animal in it thatI got for Easter from my daddy. I would put it in there because I never get to see my dad and he means a lot to me. Even though he doesn't come see me I still love him because he is my dad.

I would probably put all the notes that I got from friends in it because I would like to read them whenI get older. I would probably laugh about most of them because the stupid things they would say.

Skateboarding Yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2006-10-31T11:23:00.000-08:00

I skate every day during the summer unless it is raining or wet out. I have one of my skater friends take me to skate parks. When I go there I skate for 5 to 8 hours a day. I do kick flips, heel flips, and varial kick flips and ride in the half pipe to get me warmed up.

Then i start working on my harder tricks like kick flips over the pyramid and noli 180 in the half pipe. I work on some of my new tricks like 360 and work on airing out and work on my crazy flat ground tricks like one footed primo to remo heel flip outs. Usually I play some people in skate. I win some times I lose some times but it helps me figure out new tricks and better ways to do tricks.

I play my best friend in skate a lot. I think it makes us better at our tricks. I used to skate street but I got in trouble by the cops so I don't skate street any more because its trespassing.

I buy skateboards for my other friend. He is a skate bum. He buys blanks off ebay.
I buy them for 20$ per board. My parents are very supportive of my skate boarding life because I keep active. My skate board hero is Rodney Molin becuse his super crazy flat groud tricks. I love skateboard is one favorite sports!

riding at my friends

2006-10-27T07:44:00.000-07:00

One day I went fourwheeling at my friend's house. He was riding a Yamaha blaster. That is a good quality four-wheeler but my four wheeler is a little better. I have a 05 z 250. I got my four-wheeler about a year ago about this time. So Marcus and I were riding on his track that he built. I was tearing him up.

So the next day we went riding around the country topped out. Marcus's four-wheeler is a lot faster then mine. Then when we got tired of riding on the road. We went to his house and went in the mud. We had a lot of fun because it was so muddy because it rained the day before we went. That day I had to go home because we had school in the morning but I will never forget that weekend when I had so much fun riding my four-wheeler

The Game High

2006-10-25T11:10:00.000-07:00

It was the middle of the basketball season and we were just about to face our rivals. It was going to be a good game. The game was about to start and I was so nervous I did not know what to do. I felt like my stomach was about to burst open and butterflies were going to come out. I knew that I had to try to beat my old record of 18 points.
The game started and no one on my team could shoot that day. It was horrible but when I thought we had no chance my team got ahead by 2 points. Then it was my turn to show every one my talent. I got in there and made 2 three pointers in a row that got our team pumped and we kept scoring and so did they.
The end of the 3rd quarter was just 10 seconds away. I stole the ball and went in for 2 points. By the start of the 4th quarter I had 16 points so I got the ball and shot a 3 pointer. I was at 19 points I got fouled and made my free throw. I got to my goal and we won the game.

Falling Off a Ladder

2006-10-25T11:05:00.000-07:00

The time that I fell off a ladder was not a fun time. What had happened was that I was working on Tyvak on a new house. They had not poured the concrete on the walk way to the house.I checked the ladder to see if it was on solid ground and it was. So I started to climb the ladder. I got one step from the top and I started to hammer a nail in the Tyvak and then I started to feel the ladder move.

What I did next is that I had enough time to drop my hammer in my tool belt, and then I was on the ground. Then I saw that I was ok, so I got back up the ladder and went back to work. I finished the Tyvak that needed to be done. Someone asked if I had a good trip down and I told them that it was a great trip.

The next day that i got back to the house i started to work of the same ladder what and my techer was sperd when he saw me on the s

Shih Tzu

2006-10-25T11:03:00.000-07:00

One day when I got home from school my mom was on the porch. You could tell that my mom had been crying. She told me that my dog got hit by a car. The dog got out when my dad and my brother were fixing the water holes for the backyard. She said that she was sorry. Then she went on saying that the person who hit my dog lived right up the street. I was so mad. I cried all night long.

For the next day my mom told me how the dog was in a better place. Then one day when my dad said that he knew someone that was giving away little Shih Tzu puppies. My mom said that she did not want another dog. She did not want this to ever happen to me again. She was happy that she did not have to take care of the dog any more. She also said that the dog was old and he would have died anyway.

The next day when my dad came home he had something in his pocket. When he went up to my mom she was said the puppy was so cute. So my mom said that we could keep the puppy. She also said that if we kept the puppy everyone must help with taking care of it. In 6 years we have gotten 4 dogs, two girls and two boys. The two girls names are Little Bit and Precious. The two boys names are Max and Thor. Everything turned out fine.
-shelly

My dog Blackie

2006-10-24T11:29:00.000-07:00

I have a dog. His name is Blackie. He is a black lab terrier mix. He protects me a lot. Som times if somebody is at the door he would start to bark. One of the things about Blackie that I like is that his bark is really loud so that he can scare a stranger off and if somebody tries to grab me or if somebody touches me he would bite and try to attack the person who is trying to touch or to grab me.

It was my pretty close to my birthday and my mom was planning to get a dog for me. My mom and I went to the Humane Society to get my dog. We brought him home. After he had been at home for a while I walked him a lot then while I was walking him I ran with him. I like to play fetch with him.

The time I crashed

2006-10-24T11:27:00.000-07:00

One day I went to my friend’s house to go riding. When I mean riding I mean 4-wheeler riding. My other friend named Mike was riding a Yamaha 250f dirt bike. I was riding my Yamaha Blaster and Ryan was riding his yfz450 that he just got rebuilt. So first Mike and I unloaded our stuff and then we started putting in our gear. Then we filled my 4-wheeler and his dirt bike up with gas.
Now it was time to ride. So then we drove out back to Ryan’s track and then Mike and Ryan’s just took off and left me behind because he had just redone the track and made some of the jumps bigger. So at first I was tacking it slowly so that I wouldn’t hurt myself. After a couple laps I was flying through the track just like Mike and Ryan was doing except the started riding all out when we started riding.
By the end of the night I was jumping and clearing ever jump but one and the one I wasn’t clearing was a 40foot double and it was about five foot tall. Mike thought I could clear it so after Mike and Ryan were done riding we all road up to the 40 foot double and Mike said that I should try and clear it if I’m topped out in 4th gear. So I started up my 4-wheeler and started about 20feet in front of the double and I got up to 4th gear pinned and I hit it and then the back wheels hit the landing and the 4-wheeler flipped over and landed on me. I laid there for 5-10 min’s and then yelled for help. When Mike flipped it off of me I was really happy. The End
By. Goodmorning

A day in the mountains

2006-10-24T11:23:00.000-07:00

My name is Jimmy. I have an interesting story of when I went up in to the Appilation Mountains. I went because of a class field trip that was taking place. So me and a couple of the guys got dropped off at the designated hotel and waited for the rest of the class. When no one showed up I got worried and called Ron a class member and pal that was supposed to come but never showed up. His reply was that the feild trip did not start until next week at the same time. By the time this phone call ended it was dark so me and the boys decided to go inside and go to bed and turn around in the morning. That was the bigest waste of time I have ever been a part of.

Drivers ed

2006-10-24T11:21:00.000-07:00

Drivers ed was boring but it was pretty easy, anybody could pass it if they wanted their license bad enough. And I'm sure everyone does because I knowI do. I took drivers ed in Bridgman. My teacher would scream at all the students every day for no reason at all. We had to take tests every day but they were all easy and sometimes we would watch a movie and take notes.

WhenI was in there I had some scary experiences like my partner ran the same stop sign twice. She even drove up the sidewalk to the school. I thought my teacher was going to have a heart attack. I had a car pull out in front of me but I avoided a wreck by slowing down and turning.

DOOM 3

2006-10-24T11:19:00.000-07:00

I'm a person who likes to play PC Games. I lke to play first person games and third person games too. One day my dad's friend came over with a new computer for me. I was happy to get a new computer. But it was only a 1.6 gig computer. It was not the best computer but I could play DOOM 3. I asked my mom to take me to Walmart to get it. She did. We got home and I installed it. It took a few minites to install. After it was installed I pressed play. It said your video drivers are not compatile. So after that I was mad. But the next day my dad's friend came back over with a new video card that was 128MB. We unistalled the old video drivers and put the new ones on the computer and the video card worked. I put the DOOM 3 disk in the CD ROM Drive. It loaded it and I pressed play. It finally worked. I was so happy I played it all night all and played it more. After I beat it. It got boring after a while.

But I want to get a new game for the computer. I went to Walmart to get BF2 battle feld 2. But I accidentally got the expansion pack for it. I did not notice it until I got home. I was very mad. I asked my mom to take me to get the 1st one. She sad no she did not have the money to get it. I was even more upset about it. But after a while I got over it but I still want it .

A Scary Moment

2006-01-27T11:02:00.000-08:00

A scary moment that I have had in the last couple of days is really hard to overcome and I probably will never forget it. My mom recently told me that she may have breast cancer. When she told me that I got upset and very nervous. For some reason something bad always happens to people in my family and I don't understand why. We really don't know if she has breast cancer yet because she has to go get more tests done.

I really hope everything is okay because it will be really hard for me to overcome. I am also scared because there is a possibility that I could get it too. It will be hard for me because if she has to have surgery I won't have anywhere to stay. The reason is that I can't stand any of my family for that long. I won't be able to stay with my dad because he may be in jail for not going to court like he is supposed to. He could also go for not paying child support. This is a very scary situation in my life. It is also hard to stay focused on my school work when I am thinking about how that sittuation could change my mom's life and my life forever.

~Crista

Jazzy

2005-12-16T10:30:00.000-08:00

I nearly fell out of my chair. I was so joyful, when I got a new puppy. She was so cute. She was a baby pitbull. Her name was Jazzy. I loved her so much. When I got her I was about five or six.

I played with her every day. We had a blast. I taught her to fetch, play dead, beg, roll over, and do flips over things. She was a good dog. She protected me. When ever I went out by the road she would bark and yip so my mom would come out and get me.

When she was about two years old we had to get rid of her. I weeped for weeks. I missed her a lot. I would cry myself to sleep every night. Then we got her back. I was so happy. We had her for about one year, and then one night I went out to feed her. She was not moving. I ran in and got my mom. She told me that she was dead.

The people we gave her to did not feed her. They beat her every day. They fed her once a week. But I am glad she is dead and not in pain any more. Besides I know she is in a better place now. I know that no one is hurting her any more. So that's what happened to my dog Jazzy.

~Starry~

Hotel Party

2005-12-16T10:29:00.004-08:00

I nearly jumped for joy when my mom told me that my birthday is going to be at a beautiful hotel. Going to a hotel is very exciting. There are several things to do when you are at a hotel. Swimming, playing games, and working out are all part of the reason I love to go to hotels

Every year we always have my birthday party either at home or at the boring bowling alley. That just is not fun any more. All you can do at home is hang out with friends and play stupid board games.

When I’m at a hotel, I have so much freedom. It is pretty awesome. I can almost do whatever I want. I can stay up as late as I want. The best thing about it is the complimentary breakfast.

Sister

2005-12-16T10:29:00.003-08:00

When I first met my neighbor, she was very shy. Now I go to her house almost every day. She is like my big sister. She told me if anyone ever messes with me to let her know. She has a little son who is two. He is so adorable. He is like my nephew. When I started going over to their house he would barely come by me, but now he never leaves me alone.

I like going to their house, because it is so exiting. The little boy always throws toys at me though, because he is a little brat. We weren't friends for that long, and they asked if I would like to come to his birthday party. Of couse I did. The bad part is that they let him play in the cake before we could eat it. Not a lot of people ate the cake. The party was pretty fun. After it was over I went back to their house and hung out.

~Crista

My Cars

2005-12-16T10:29:00.002-08:00

I nearly jumped for joy when I saw my new car. It was a great car. It had heated seats and a v8 engine. It also has a 6cd changer in it. It is the best car I have in my collection. I now have 3 cars. I like all the cars thatI have. I use them all the time. I also have a pickup that I use in the winter time. It has a plow on it, so I use it to make money in the winter.

My best car is a 2002 Impala SS. It is one of the nicest cars I have, so I drive that the most out of all my cars. I still use the pickup most of the time in the winter time. The new car that I just got was a 2004 Ford Mustang GT. I like all the things that are on the new car. That is all the cars I have.

Michael

When I got my dirt bike

2005-12-16T10:29:00.001-08:00

I nearly jumped for joy when I got my dirt bike. My dad suprised me. He didn't tell me that he was going to get me a dirt bike. When I got home from work one day there was a dirt bike sitting on my front porch. I was so shocked. I always wanted a dirt bike. There it was right in front of me.

I was so happy I hopped on it and started riding it around in the dark. It was around eleven o'clock atnight. The dirt bike is so loud that the cops showed up very quickly. They were pretty nice to me. They just gave me a warning.

I love to ride my dirt bike. It's so fast and exciting. The first time I went to a track was scary and intimidating. The jumps are huge. After a while I got used to jumping them. Now that I have a dirt bike, I can go riding anytime that I want to.

George

Spooky

2005-12-01T10:59:00.000-08:00

One day I decided to go walking through the nature preserve. The stories I heard about it really don’t bother me. As I was walking I heard foot steps behind me. I turned suddenly; there was nothing to be seen. I kept walking.

Before I knew it I saw my friend who lived up the street. Then he started walking with me. He was the one who told me the stories. As we crept up by a tree line the air started to have a little chill. The weird thing was that the sun was beating down on us and it was about 95 degrees out. I said, “Well, that felt a little weird.”

He said, “Yeah I know.”

Now I can’t tell you the stories he told. But I can tell you that what happened there was not right. Anyway, we kept on walking. My cell phone started to beep. So I called my voicemail and I could not understand the message. I really thought that was scary. I started to wonder what was going on.

Then we started to walk through the trails in the woods. When we got in the middle of the woods I started to hear noises. Trees were cracking and I heard screams. I thought, that’s just my mind playing with me.

But then my friend said, “Did you hear that?”

I said, “Yeah I thought it was just me.” So obviously there was something going on out there and I was not going to stick around to find out. I said, “Let’s get out of here,” so we walked very quickly.

Ever since then I have not gone back. But at the beginning of fall I did, to take pictures of the trees. After I had them developed, my friend and I looked at them. We noticed something weird. We could see faces up in the sky. It was so spooky. Oh yeah, and at night if you’re outside by the preserve you can hear screams and things banging around.

I would advise you, if you go in there, beware it is spooky and you will have dreams about it. Oh and one more thing. DO NOT go in there at night.

~Crista

Live LIfe to Its Fullest

2005-12-01T10:47:00.000-08:00

Death is a very hard thing for me to overcome. You never know till they are gone. I personally am not good with death. I hate the look you see when they are in the casket.

I have had a lot of people that I know die in my life, but I know that I will have to face a lot more than one more death in my life time. I can’t stand death. On some of my family’s deaths I would not go to the funeral because I was really close to them. I don’t want to have my last memory looking at that person dead. I get sick when I go to funerals.

The last person that I saw that was dead was a family friend, and he was like a grandpa to me. I didn’t want to go to the funeral because when I would see him in the casket I would start remembering things from when I was with him and that was not good for me. I still miss him.

When my grandpa died I was devastated. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I always use to go everywhere with him when I was little and when we lived in Chicago. He was my favorite person in the world. He died when I was 7 years old and he was the only other person that I had and I loved besides my mom.

I have just been starting to realize that everyone is meant to die some day. I should do what my grandpa told me to and that was to live life to its fullest. I’m never going to be good with death and I never will be, and I will live life to its fullest.

~Billy Bob

What Happened to Peanut

2005-12-01T10:37:00.000-08:00

It all started on a warm day after school. I remember coming home to hear a weeping noise coming from my room. I walked down the hall and opened the door. There on my floor was a little boxer puppy. I yelled, “Mom come here!” She came and I said, “I have a puppy in my room. I am going to name her Peanut Butter and Jelly because of her hair texture.”

My mother said, “That is a groovy idea!”

I said, “We’ll call her Peanut for short.”

Every day we would play out in the yard. I would play in the pool with her, and we would play ball. We would always go for long walks out in the woods. Peanut and I would always have a fantastic time together no matter what we did. We would lie on the couch together and watch movies.

When my mom would leave me alone at home I was scared, even though I knew my dog was there to protect me from any harm. One time I remember someone knocking on the door. Peanut started to bark and made the stranger leave. I was so glad that she was my dog and would protect me. Even if my mom touched me, my dog would bite her. My mom learned not to touch me because my dog would attack.

When I moved, I had to get rid of her because she was too big. She really wasn’t that big. My heart was torn apart. My mom’s friend that she worked with knew someone who wanted Peanut. We took her to their house to try it out.

The next morning my mom called to see how she was doing. They said that she was fine, but she really ran away. They said that they found her, but later on they let her go out and she ran away again and they were too lazy to go find her. When my mom got of work, we went to go find her.

I was so upset that they treated a loving dog like that. The worst thing was yet to come, it was raining out and it was cold. The good thing is that we found her, but she was shivering because she was cold. I wish that she was still here. I miss her because she’s not here to protect me, or when I’m sad she’s not there to cuddle with. She was my best friend in the world.

When I had to get rid of her I learned not to take anything for granted. Like when I had her I said I wanted a small dog. Now that I have a small dog I want Peanut back. So watch what you wish for because you might just get it.

~Crista

Scary Roller Coasters

2005-12-01T10:32:00.000-08:00

When I was younger I was scared to go on roller coasters, because I thought that they were kind of scary, because they are big and loud. I remember going to amusement parks all the time when I was younger. I never really went on a big roller coaster. My dad and brother and sisters used to make fun of me because I was scared to go on them. They called me sissy and stuff like that. That used to make me so mad that I would try to hide from them all day.

One day I went to Six Flags Amusement Park with a couple of my friends. They wanted to go on the big new roller coaster, but I wasn’t too sure about it. To tell the truth I was kind of scared, but I didn’t want to sound like a dork in front of my friends. So I went on the ride. When I got off the ride I like it so much that I wanted to ride it again and I ended up liking roller coasters.

After that incident I wanted to go on every roller coaster that I saw because roller coasters are so fun to go on--definitely the big ones. It just gets my adrenaline rushing so fast that I just keep on going and going. I love that feeling.

After I overcame my obstacle of being scared of roller coasters, I felt really good about myself. I never thought that I would end up going on a huge roller coaster.

~George

Fighting

2005-12-01T10:28:00.000-08:00

Since I was about three years old I have had so many difficulties in my life. My dad has left our family more times than I can count, but I still consider him my dad. He is not a caring person, but I still love him because he is still my dad. I fight with him every day. He is always mad at every one.

I know that I should not fight with him, but I do anyway and it makes the problem even bigger. He has left my family almost every year of my life and it sucks. My family has a lot of difficulties. We just don’t get over it that easy.

My great grandma just died and it made a big impact on my life. My older brother just went to prison, and I felt so sorry for him that I write him a lot and he writes me back. I have a lot of difficulties in my life that I’m not happy about, but I deal with them every day. Like I just moved to a new school and it sucks big time.

But I’m learning to deal with it. There are other things that are going on in my life right now that I’m not going to say, but I’ve learned that it is really hard to get over something if you keep it in for a long time. So if you ever want to get anything out just try to talk to someone.

Just remember that when you are having a problem there are other people in the world having a problem just like you. So when you think you’re all alone just stop and take a few minutes to yourself. You will feel a lot better.

~Starry

How I Got To School On Time

2005-12-01T10:20:00.000-08:00

The time that I had to overcome a difficulty is when I was not getting to school. What I did was I got up 2 hours earlier so I got to school. I was never late again.

But then I had to stop going early. I took my bike to school and rode it home so I was always on time. Then it became winter. What I did then is I rode the A.T.V to school and I was still not late. That is what I have been doing the rest of the time.

What I did next was I would get a ride from a friend. So that is what I did the rest of the time that I was in 8th grade. When I started to go to school on time I got better grades and I started going more.

Now I get up and ride the bus so I get to school on time.

~Michael

Wasted

2005-11-18T10:53:00.000-08:00

My friends always asked me about my mom. All that I could say is that I don’t have one. My mother was never around because she had a drinking problem. So my grandmother took care of me and my brothers and sisters she like one of her own. She is like my mother. She always kept us clean and she always made sure that we were never hungry. I love her a lot. She’s a good woman.

My mom and dad have been divorced as long as I can remember. When I was little I can remember visiting my mother’s house for a weekend and seeing her so wasted that I took my little brother and went to my grandmother’s. I couldn’t stand seeing her like that. Her and her friends would drink all day. My little brother and sister lived with her for a few years. I felt so sorry for them because I knew what they were seeing every night. My mother never had good boy friends. They were all psychos.

My grandpa sent my mother to a very expensive rehab. When she came back everyone thought that she was better. A few weeks after she got home she got really wasted and went to my grandpa’s house and started a fight with him. My grandpa kicked her out and my mother went to my aunt’s house. My aunt convinced my mother to go to a long term rehab.

She has been there for about four years now. I saw her over the summer and now she looks great. It feels good to see her not wasted. I feel good now because now I at least know that she is trying.

But I will never forgive her for what she put the whole family through. My only real mother is my grandma Smith.

~George

Prison

2005-11-18T10:42:00.000-08:00

My whole life has been painful. Since my friend went to prison. And my grandpa died. And I did drugs.

My grandpa died when I was three years old. I was so scared. All I remember is that I was at his house when it happened. I was playing with the dog. I went to go watch T.V. and he was dead. I did not know he was dead. I thought he fell asleep. When I tried to wake him he would not wake up. I started to cry. Then I started to hit him on the leg. He was not moving or waking up.

I went to get my grandma and she went into the living room and tried to wake him up as well. He would not wake up for anyone. She told me to go get the phone. I ran and got it. I brought the phone to her and she said, “Good girl.” She told me to go upstairs and play in my room. She called the hospital as I was on my way upstairs. I heard her tell them that my grandpa is not breathing and she thought he was dead.

They said it would be a half an hour before they got there. She said, “Hurry up, he is dying.” When they got there he was dead. They wrapped up in a body bag and took him away. We had a funeral for him.

When I was about thirteen years old I started to miss him and want him around. But I knew he could not be there any more. I started to blame myself for his death.

Then when we moved I met the wrong type of people. They did drugs. I went to a party and they offered me some and I took them. I did a lot of drugs. I did some stuff called Schoolboy, Candy, and marijuana. If you ask me its not a whole lot of fun. I did it since I was 13. For 1 and a half years I did them and it sucked. I always felt sick . But I stopped it and now that I’m 15 I feel great.

And then I moved to a new high school. Right after I moved my friend went to prison for raping my other friend. They were right in the middle of having sex. She yelled out, “Rape!” My life went down the drain. I started to drink and do drugs again. I hated him for going into prison. But we write each other. He gets out in May. And I am going to go see him as soon as he gets out. So I’m going to tell you this. Don’t stay mad at every one you love because you won’t get anywhere in life.

~Starry

The Time My Grandpa Died

2005-11-18T10:29:00.000-08:00

The time that I had a bad time was when I heard that my grandpa got hurt. I did not find out about it until the next day when I went to the hospital and found out that he was going to be ok. So we went home and we got a call at about one in the morning.

We went back to the hospital and found out that he had died. So we went to talk to my grandma and she would not talk to us. We went home and she did not even tell us where the wake was going to be. We had to drive to her house and ask when the wake was.

She told us where it was but she would not give us any of grandpa’s belongings. She would not give me the A.T.V. that he bought for me. She sold the truck that he had. And she sold the golf cart that he had. And she sold the boat that he had. She took my paintball gun and she kept my bb gun and my .22 and all my other guns.

I wish that she would have given us all the stuff that she had.

~Michael

My Story

2005-11-17T11:39:00.000-08:00

In my life time I have gone through a lot. I know a lot of people do as well. I am fifteen and all in one year I lost my aunt, my little cousin, and I had to get rid of my dog. All of these things were important to me.

My aunt was so loving, every time you would step into her house you would feel like you were at home. She would ask, “Are you hungry? If you are, you better tell me so I can make you something to eat,” or she would say “Oh well, I’ll make you something anyway.” My aunt was one of those who cared about everyone she knew. I remember going to her house all the time to go swimming. Going to her house was so fun. It is hard to say she was my favorite aunt because I have ten aunts. But she is in the top five.

My little cousin (well, 2nd cousin) was born April 29, 2005. It took his mom three days to give him the perfect name. Everyone was so exited there was a new baby in our family. As the baby got about six weeks old, one of my aunts got in a fight with my cousin, the mother of the baby. My aunt was calling the baby very mean hateful names. See, my little baby cousin’s mom is white and his dad is black. There is no problem with that.

But anyway, my aunt left and my cousin put the baby to sleep, and went to sleep herself. It was about two in the morning and the baby started crying. My cousin got up to feed the baby. After that she put the baby back to sleep. On June 7th, 2005 my cousin woke up about seven in the morning. She wondered why the baby wasn’t crying. So she got out of bed to go see what was wrong. The baby was not breathing. My cousin called 911 then she called her mother. My cousin was so devastated. Her other child, who is one, woke up. My cousin thought something looked wrong then the 1-year-old started getting sick.

She thought that something was going wrong in their apartment. She rushed the other baby to the hospital. They found out he was just sensing something was going wrong. My aunt felt very bad about all of the mean things she said. But my cousin will never forget or forgive the hateful words my aunt said. To this day everyone wishes that the baby could have lived a full life instead of six weeks.

When I was about seven years old I wanted a dog. My mom said there is a lot of responsibility that comes with a dog. I knew that there would be. So we went out searching for a boxer because that is what I wanted. Around Christmas my mom got me a boxer. I named her Peanut. I named her that because she looked like a peanut. Right after my thirteenth birthday I had to get rid of her. It took about three to four months to find her a home. So before I knew it was almost my fifteenth birthday. Let’s just say those two birthdays were very sad. I am getting over it now that I am fifteen. But I still think of her all the time. I have a new little dog now and she is a little brat. I wish I still had Peanut, but I have to deal with what I have.

~Crista

My Dead Father

2005-11-17T11:27:00.000-08:00

A lot of people ask me, “Do you know your dad?” I used to tell them that my dad died before I was born. I never really knew what having a father really was. I still don’t know what having a father is about.

My sister used to tell me stories. She used to tell me that my dad was dead at first, and then she finally told me that he was still alive and that he was a good guy, but a very bad dad.

My brother used to tell me stories after I got all the info out of my other sister. But his story was different. His story was true. He told me how it was. My father was a drug dealer in Chicago and every time he would see my brothers and sister and me he was drugged up.

See, my father wasn’t dead. I just had to do a little investigating to get to know the truth about what really happened between my father and my mom.

My father was a truck driver since he was 18 years old and he made real good money. Until he went and started living in Chicago, and everything went downhill from there. My father turned into a low life drug dealer, within a short period of time

He was fat when he started dealing drugs and when he stopped he was skinny and got back into trucking. That’s when his attitude started and he started hitting my mom. My father would be so bad that he took our TV from in front of us, and sold it for drugs. He slit the tires on my mom’s only car and we were without a car for a month.

I’m glad I never met him. I don’t think I ever do want to. The way the way that he treated my mom was terrible and there isn’t a person in the world that should have had to go through what my mom went through. I give my mother the greatest respect because of that. She lived to see another day with a real family. In my whole life he never was there for me and I don’t want to be there for him.

My mom was 29 when she had me and I am the middle child, and also a twin. I have 2 sisters and 3 brothers. The one oldest sister and my 3 brothers were all from my father. My mother got remarried and had my little sister.

I’m 16 now and my life is great and my mother after 16 years finally is getting child support and is taking all the money from it and buying my family’s Christmas presents with it.

My brother got ahold of my dad about 6 months ago and he wants to meet him. He really wants to see us and I thought that that was bull because he could have found us if he wanted to find us. The last time that my brother talked to him he hung up and he changed his phone number.

My brother is going out there to see my dad in Chicago soon. I am trying to convince him not to go out there to see him because he never tried to come out and try to find us in the past. I really wish that he would not go at all.

~Billy Bob