The expiernce that changed me. By:Jose Tostado

One expiernce that changed me was when i first got shot at .What happened was me and three of my friends were hanging out in the block like around 10:00pm . We were just having fun you know doing our thing shooting dices and conversating bumping music.When  two car's roll up and one guy gets off one car from the back seat  then the second guy jump's out the second car in i gave my friends the heads up and let them know that the enemies is runing up straped up with aka's but one of the homies thought i was joking around  like always and they start shooting at us from across the street wich is like 13 feets away i guess it was the homies turn to go visit hell or heven who knows but one thing i do know they cought my boy  sleaping. Me and the other two friends that made it threw the shoot out went their own ways one got home and the other homie chucky was getting chase all over the hood and i just happend to end up by my girls house so you know i did my thing . Evantually we got the guys  who did my boy like that.They ended up getting gunned down two weeks later sleaping in they nighborhood.I learned alot from it espicially the way i lost a friend torse gangbanging ."If you want to last be the first to blast". Now i look all ways from  left to  right when i step out my house becaouse things is hot in the block you got to stay on your toes at all times an other words becarefull out there in the danger zone.I  stair at every single car that passes by me quick to identify who they are.An other words i lost all the trust i had torse the block i got to be real  carefull now if you know what i mean.Who ever is out ther gangbanging  hey all i got to say is  becarefull and keep it gangster.

"My Funny Experience i had" By:??? =)

My experience I have had I would say when I was practicing how to use a skateboard. And the skateboard I was practicing on was those  type of skateboards that were like plastics.And I started practicing on that skateboard. And i started to get the hang off it of how to use the skateboard. And when i was practicing how to use the skateboard I was at my auntie house with my Lil cousin. And the funniest part was that when I was practicing how to use the skateboard I felt to the floor like them people fall with one hand up and feet to the side. And when I fell I thought I was gonna cry but instead of cryng I busted out cracking up of myself cause the way I fell and it was funny. But since that i haven't practice no more or used a skateboard lol... But that's one of my experience i had and funniest...

Stephanie's Room

     Stephanie's room is sky blue with a white wall. The room has a white door. Behind the white door there is Stephanie's bed. Her bed is a twin bed with pinks sheets. Next to the bed is a movie furniture where she keeps her movies. Next is the closet, where she keeps her shoes and clothes, Also important papers. 

     There is a brown furniture, its squared very heavy too. Under or between it there's a basketball and a soccer ball. On top of the squared furniture there is a furniture of two drawer where her sister keeps some of her clothes. Its light brown with tan on it. On top of these drawer's there is our medium sized t.v. its black. On top of the t.v. there is the VHS/DVD player its silver.

      On the side of all these items is our AT&T internet box. It's a white small box. Then next to that is our second t.v. its a big silver t.v. on the bottom of it there's a burgundy furniture holding the t.v. The window is right next to it. Our window is pretty wide but not too tall. It shows the back of the house next to ours. It also gives us a view of our orange tree, Next to the window is my sisters bed. Her name is Amber, her bed is also a twin. Amber's bed had red sheets. It's furniture is white like mine. Next to her bed there is a big green basket with some of her clothes, there is a furniture its white divided into 3 different space and she also has clothes there.

       Now to the gray stand that has 3 divided parts and on 2 of the rows Amber keeps her shoes. The first and second row, on the 3rd she keeps her old school books that she past had in classes. On top of the stand the surface is flat so there is another gray basket where Amber keeps her dirty clothes. Right on top of that there is a nail in the wall that is holding my black soccer shoes.

     Then were back to the door of my room. My door is in front of our second restroom. That's all of my room

 

the land of ever lasting spring-by: steve castellon

                                                     The Land of Ever Lasting Spring

           

            One of my most life changing moments was at the land of ever lasting spring. Out the jet window there are mountains and villages as far as the eye can see. On the drive to my familie’s village I passed through and from urban rush hour to old village forest area on a skinny little road only enough for 1 lane in each direction of the road. As always the weather is always good and sunny. We had to go so far in to the jungle and mountain area that we even had to get off the car to cross a river called the “MOTAGUA” by boat. After crossing the river my grandma “Mamachus”, my uncle “Yan”, and my auntie “Sofia” were waiting for me in an old jeep like truck . This was the first time I had met my family from my mom’s side. Ahead of us awaited 1 lonely road surrounded by jungle and mountains only enough for one car to pass by at a time. After a 45 minute ride up in to the mountain we were almost all the way to the top when we arrived at my auntie Sofia’s house. A house with some walls made out of fence instead of dry wall, since the weather was always so good here I guess they didn’t need real walls only roofs and barriers I guess. That was a momentary stop after a few minutes we continued up the road for about ten minutes when we finally got to the entrance of my grandma’s house. 2 big gates stood before a 200 yard entrance road that led up to a 70 foot hill where my grandma’s house stood. My grandma’s house was way bigger than my auntie’s house and there was a lot of room to play too. It was an old school Guatemala style farm with horses, pigs, cows, calves, chickens, ducks, dogs, and even a bull. The first night was my worst night there. In the night a bat snuck in to the room where I was sleeping at through a crack by the roof. All night as I lay there awake with the covers over my head due to the fact that the bat kept swooping down on my head trying to get a bit out of me, I thought to my self how can someone sleep so comfortable without sheets in a time like this and I am saying this because my cousin was sleeping on the bed right next to mines without covers fast asleep. As the first few roosters cocked my cousin was up and ready with his boots on waking me up to go get the cows, the sun had not even came out yet. Taking all 17 cows to the coral  and starting off early on the milking is my cousins job. After a 30 minute head start it is already 6 in the morning and my uncle is awake and read to start milking. Milking is not as easy as it looks. After 2 hours of milking they are finished and my cousin is now loading the milk on to a horse to take it to the entrance of the house where the main road is and where it will be picked up and weighed every morning at 7 in the morning because after every month they add up all the milk and pay the suppliers which would be my family. After milking it’s break feast time and then back to work on other lands though. This is every day life in this part of town and can be rewarded with free milk, a couple pounds of muscle, and a quiet place to think or do whatever you feel like. The only times you left the village was when you needed to get more living supplies for everyday life. For this we went to “MORALES”, a shopping center with at least a 10 mile radius. So far the biggest shopping center I have ever been to, but it is not only a shopping center it is a place of business and banks too. I traveled here many times in my trip. After about a month in my village I wanted to explore more. So I traveled to cities, villages, and other mountains to visit more family. In my time here I went to one of the most holiest catholic church in all of Guatemala. I learned how to ride horses, work hard, respect people and nature, and raise my awareness of all the poverty in the world. It made me realize the real joys of life through an other perspective. Also I lost my passport almost as soon as I stepped in to Guatemala so I also learned the importance of responsibility.

SHAYZZ WORLD

Wutzz the deal my name is SHAVONNA LAVONICA DAILEY &'dd im 17 years old my birthday is August 04, 1993 i will soon be 18 in a matter of months. My favorite color is Purple.I am only 5'0 I have brown eyes and when im mad they change to a light brown color. My hair is Brown and sometimes burgendy in the sun. My favorite food is enchilada. I have a very sweet personality and mostly everybody gets along with me. I have a boyfriend(something like that)...but anyways off him i Love to go to thee club with my other family and i have 1 girlfriend by the name of selina she is sweet and i love her alot.

januel

FAR AWAY!!! by: Shavonna Dailey

I remember when I was around 3 years old my mother Patricia A. Owens used to be the one I looked up to. Everynight when my dad wanted to take me to his house I would cry and beg to go home. He really hated when I did that, I guess he wanted to spend time with me. Then when I finally got back home and seen my mama my frown turned downside up. My mother was my role model. I loved her so much and never wanted to be away from her.

My mother meant the world to me and I meant the world to her, until the day I had to see her in the hospital and hear her tell me "Shavonna I want you to stay sweet and treat Izzie Lee nice I Love You so much Tugga Wugga you're mommy's little angel" Then she kissed me and gave me a hug.

One sunny morning my aunt Izzie took me to 115th and Vermont everybody was dressed up and smelling good then I asked her " Auntie where we at? Where my mommy at?" All my aunt could do was ignore my question. As we walked in the place, I seen my mom laying in a pretty box. I didn't understand at the time what was going on until I got around 8 years old.

Now im 17 and my life has changed dramaticly. I have no one to look up to. It's hard not to have a mother. No matter what goes on in my life I will never forget my mom. My dad doesn't care about me, but I don't care I have God and Faith to keep my head up.

I don't go a day without thinking about my mother I still find myself crying over her. I loved her unconditionally and I always will, until the day my soul is layed to rest. I LOVE YOU MOMMY AND IT'S HARD IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU, SOMETIMES I WISH I WAS UP THERE WITH YOU...