BB Guns....... Publish #3

   This dared happen four months ago. During vacations, my brother used to invite all of his friends to stay and play at the house. That is a terrible mistake my step-dad and my mom did. Letting my brother and me alone at the house for a month. My dad and my mom moved to Illinois a month before because my dad had a business there. While my brother and I were at memphis alone. One of them brought a BB gun. We went out and do a lot of crazy things. When there was nothing to do we went back to the house at 3 a.m.
   Jose, the boy who brought the BB gun, started to play with the BB. He told me to shoot the BB gun. I didn't want to. Until he convice me to do it. When I pull the trigger I heard some one from the back scream NOOOOOOOOOO! When I opened my eyes I saw the metal ball going straigh to the neighbor's car. When the ball broke the window everbody ran inside the house. I was scare to dead. And after two minutes everyoen started to laught. I was hopping that the neightbors weren't there. When I stop feeling scare I told my friend that it was better if we sleep at his house just for today. A month latter my brother and I moved to Illinois and I never heard nothing about the broken window.

Death is inevitable.. publish #7

   I Google how many people die in a daily average and it says that over 150,000 people die every day. On average, 1.8 die every second. That made me think and that  no one stops for a second and thinks about it. Death  is inevitable and no one is immortal. I have heard of people dieing but not of does death affect me. I'm not saying that I don't care what happen to them. I just don't think about it. Everyone is going to die and that is how life is, you are born, you live it and at the end you die. The only death I think about until today is my dad's. I still remember that day and the day at  the funeral.
   I heard everyone cried and scream but some people said that it was me who was screaming and crying. After that day I started to think if every life ends like that. If my is going to end like that. Laying down in a coffin, and everybody   looking at me saying, " He is in a better place." I'm not sure where I'm going or how my life is going to end. I just hope that I make the best out of it. What I know that my death is going to be one of many thousands.      

publsh # 8

     Parents can affect their child, their future, and who they  will become. If they hit them  everytime they do something wrong their child will be bad. But what is importat is how the child thinks and see it. I use to be bad and sometimes good. Everytime my brother and I fight for real my mother will always come and tell us to stop. One day I got really mad and when my mother came again i scream at her and she slap me. My brother will always run away so my mom wouldn't slap him too. After three time she slap me because I was bad ( three different days each one ) I stoped screaming at her but what I never stoped doing is fight with my brother.
    After so many years I finally control my anger. I think what my mother did to me and what I have when trought  it helped me to be the way i'm right now. I'm not saying i'm an angel but I'm better than what I use to be. When I have my own childrens I i'm going to talk with them about wha they did. I don't think is easy but its worth trying. But i'm not thinking about childrens right now. I want to have a job, my own house, and find the perfect woman. I know that the perfect woman doesn't exist. She will be perfect because I love her.
     

relationship.... publish # 4

   Everyone have a crush that sometimes doesn't last much specially when is the first one. Sometimes is not the first one but this one is different from all of the other ones. Is a crush when you like someone because she is pretty or do you really love her? Is hard to know which one is it. I had a crush too but it was difficult like everything else.I wanted to knew her better. When I thought I knew her I asked her out but I was wrong. We last for a long time but at the end we broke up. I'm not going to say it was her fault or my. Some one told me that what matter how you start what matters is how you end.
       At the end I realized  that I only liked her because she was pretty and that I will never finish to know her. After that she went out  with my friend. I would get mad at her but there is nothing between us so I said anything to her about it. But after we broke up and before she went out with him I stayed at school until eight p.m doing a project with her friend,than after that we went to the movies ( my ex didn't knew that ). I didn't want to go to school the next day because I felt sick but i took some medicine. When I got to school I saw my ex looking at me like I have done something wrong. I asked my friend to tell me what was wrong with her. He told me that she was mad at me because I stayed at school with her frind and because we went to the movies. Than some one else told me that her friend told my ex that I hold her hand ( that is true but why she cares anyway). I just didn't care, and the good news was that it was almost summer and I was going to move to  Carbondale Illinois. And now I'm here doing a project about a book about this book that did a lot of things that he might not be proud about it.

temper... publish # 1

When I was seven years old I use to get mad at verything. I used to hit my brother and at the end we end up playing video games. I remember that one time we were playing fighting but something happen and we started to fight for reall, but you know how you fight when your little just  pushing one another. But this fight was different. I only thought about hitting my brother in the face and I thought about the consequences but I didn't care about them. I put my hand up and turn my hand into a fist and when I move it toward his face I felt a sensation all over my body. I got stuck in that feeling that I open my hand but it was too late.
     When I opened my hand I hit him in the nose and his nose started to bleed. I start to cry because I was scare of what I did and what will my mom would do to me. I mother case from out side the house and saw my brother bleeding. She got some paper and give it to my brother. When she finished with my brother she turn to me and ask me what had happen and i told her " I hit him." But when  I tolod her that I closed my eyes. After I told her that I opened my eyes and saw her hand coming toward my cheek and slap me. I got more mad that I scream at her and she slap me again.