My freshman year was suppossed to be my year, the year I was finally going
to be in "Highschool".It was considered the most important year in my life, that I could've
only dreamed about. You see,from the fifth to eighth grade i attended homeschool and
smaller schools. Highschool was going to be big!I thought I was finally going to be
considered a young adult.This very year 2012 would be the hardest year of my life.
I remeber this year like the back of my hand. My bestfriends were Jatereus,
Leneice, Denise, and J'Quaylon. Most of the time, Leneice would not hang with the
four of us, but always me by myself. The other four of us created our own little group,
"The Box", since we had known eachother for the longest. Leneice on the other hand
never had many friends. Most girls did not like her, because their boyfriends did, and she
liked them too. Through it all I was still her friend. Leneice and I were like sisters, we
went to the movies stayed over eachothers house, went shopping, everything. We even
dressed alike and said we were twins, even though we look nothing alike. We soon
became inseprable. Conveinently, her mother was my daddy's secretary which made
us even closer. Soon, things began to spin out of control. I remebering saying to
Leneice, "Our moms are really good friends", and her making a face like she had
something to tell me. Common sense wasn't my very strong trait. When things first
started to change, it was around time for my parents vowel renewel, they would have
been married ten years.My dad began staying at the "office" later and later. It began to
be I"m busy or I'm Tired, when we wanted to do something. Promises began to
become unkept, our bond began to break. Not only was my dad a stock broker, he was also a youthpastor at our church. Soon, the secret was out. I knew in my heart what the
secret was, but my fear made me hold it in. Whoever told you "Your bestfriend can be
Your worse enemy" was right. I felt like a fool, this girl had known my deepest secrets
she stayed at my house, she ate our food, but she kept one thing from me. She never
told me our parents were having an afair.
have had, and have made friends with many of the girls. They are all very
As I grew older, I saw my dad less frequently. Our luncheons were suspended by my having to go to school and my wanting to spend time with my friends.
Lallie was a kind soul. Talking to her was like talking to a good friend. I enjoyed and agreed with her outlook on life. I would be proud to be her friend.
all felt sorry for her but as they got to know whom this girl was,
her. But I am frightened of telling her of my secret. Not for I am
“Could you go get your mom?” I cried, “I can’t handle this anymore, we need to go to the hospital.”
apart. I was the more quiet and helpful one; I did a lot of community
storyf which only she knew. At first glance they were not so great but after her
My senior year is very important and that is why I must use it efficiently. There are many things I hope to accomplish during my senior year. Graduation is my top priority because if I do not graduate my future will be in jeopardy. Clubs and extra activities are very important for college acceptance. I hope to get certified in the areas in which I have been training for. Getting into college so that I can be successful is the main goal in my life is. I hope to get accepted to a college or university by the end of my senior year. My schedule will be busy but I will
As young girl with big dreams I imagined my senior year of high school to be one of the best years of my life. I imagined going to homecoming with all of my friends, being the captain of the varsity soccer and cheerleading teams, going to Friday night football games, going to Prom with my perfect date, and going on a senior trip with all of my best friends. I never imagined my senior year to be the way that it is. I am the new kid.
does get rather obnoxious. My father is only doing what dads want best for their kids. And I
My husband grew up in a household with both parents where most of his siblings were girls and were responsible for all the household chores. My most significant observation of his family was the fact that while his dad was the sole breadwinner his mother only performs the duties of a traditional housewife. This shows me that my husband was accustomed to a specific lifestyle and I realized that he was not prepared to change his upbringing especially in the presence of his family. My husband obviously was cultured to believe a man only contribution to a marriage is being a provider. His annoying attitudes quickly becomes very overwhelming and tires me to the core. On many days, I would cook dinner before going to work and when I returned home the kitchen is a total mess waiting for me to clean. At times, I wonder if my husband believes he lives in a hotel with paid staff as oppose to a house with a working wife. I would often sneak to peak at his hand just to ensure his hands are functional as I often assume he might have broken them after I went to
... and went inside Kaylee’s room; I sensed her guilt and feet stomping downstairs and out the door. Did I go too far, or did she when leaving us? Kaylee cried consecutively for five weeks, I wasn’t versed in cooking or especially nurturing a child and I practically sacrificed my teenage-hood.