assignment #13

running door to door

screaming, yelling trick-or-treat.

candles flickering

lights flash black and white
pumpkins glowing oh soo bright
watching horror films

black cats passing by

assignment #11

The Concrete Rose
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.

To me I think that this poem is another way of saying that if nobody cares then you should still believe in yourself, believe in your hopes and dreams. Its within yourself to learn what you want to learn and succeed what you want to succeed.

assignment #10

I remember one time I was bullied. It was this year in my 11th grade at Atrisco Heritage Academy. It was in drama class. Well it started off as my friend getting picked on. They were talking crap about her saying that she walks funny and that she looks funny. My friend isn’t the type that sticks up for herself so I stuck up for her. I told them "you can’t say what you have to say or what?" and they replied talking crap saying I’m this and I’m that. So I walked out of class before I did anything stupid. As the days went on it still continued with them talking about me calling me names. I tried to ignore them as much as I can even though it just escalated and got worse. They started seeing that I wasn’t doing anything about it so they talked more and more about me. I eventually got tired of it and told them something. I was by myself at the time and they were all together it took place in my drama class in 7th period. After I told them something they all seemed very shocked and didn’t say anything they just all looked at me like I was stupid. When I told them to step up and do something they didn’t.

The bell finally rang. After school I walked to go meet my friend Maydeli as usual to meet her for the bus. I had told her what happened in class my last period and she was kind of having a bad day so it made her mad. I looked the other way and I seen them looking at us. We walked towards them and I had asked why she was still talking about it that if it was that hard to let go. Maydeli went off on her and then that’s when it all happened they started fighting, the girl that Maydeli was fighting, her friend wanted to fight me and I didn't even know her so she pushed me and i pushed her back. She then grabbed me by my hair, threw me to the ground and started throwing blows at me in the back of my head while I could not get up at all. The whole fight I just remembered that I was trying to get up the whole time. There was one point in the fight where they both were hitting me. All of a sudden I finally get away but than I went back for Maydeli because I didn’t want her to get in trouble for the whole fight when she was the one that had my back.

After the whole fight the security finally came three hours later. When the security got there and separated everybody. They grabbed me first to see if I was ok and then when I responded that I was fine they ended up putting me in handcuffs. I was still very furious about the whole fight, they took me first and then they had my friend Maydeli in cuffs next she was still trying to fight the other girl. The security took forever to put the other girls in handcuffs and that’s what made us more mad then we already were. They were paying more attention to us and putting us in cuffs rather than worrying about if they were in cuffs or not. They were taking us to the security office in our cuffs while it felt like almost the whole school was watching as we were walking there.

Assignment #9

Once upon a time there was a young friendly boy named Peter. He was short with short brown hair that went up to his ears and had light brown eyes. Peter had a best friend named Jacob. Jacob was very quiet most of the time, he was just a little bit taller than Peter he also had light brown hair with little freckles on his cheeks and brown eyes. Peter and Jacob were the same age, 12 years old. They were only a couple months apart. They lived right next door to each other and were always seen with each other. Peter’s favorite subjects in school were always science and math. He always made the best grades in those classes.


One hot sunny morning Peter woke up to catch the bus “have a good day at school!” his mother Announced as he walked onto the school bus. Peter and Jacob always sit in the same seats. “Did you study for the big test today?” Asked Peter. “We have a test today?” “Yeah, the test on aliens in Ms. Lopez’s class”

Assignment #7

What makes me Unique!

When I look at others I see what they have that I don’t. Sometimes I look at what I have and what they don’t. I think what if I had that, but I’m unique in my very own way. I may think someone is smarter than me because they pass all their math tests but as long as I know what I’m good at and what I am capable of. I’m good at reading and writing. Not everyone has that talent. I’m good at coloring. I’m loyal and hate to lie, Most of the time I’m an honest open minded person. I like to speak for myself. I am straight up and I say it how it is and a lot of people dislike that about me. I treat others the way that they treat me. If somebody gives me an attitude I give one back. If someone is nice to me I’m the same with them. I believe that if someone treats you like you’re nobody than you have the right to treat them the same way back. I have a lot of friends but only keep few of them close. I know that people who hate me for no reason are jealous. They may want something that I have and they don’t. People who talk crap about me that is not true are simply haters. I think that if they have nothing better to do with their life other then hate on me and talk crap about me then they are jealous of what I got.


I believe nobody is perfect. Everybody has slips and falls. My life isn’t perfect but I am thankful for what I have. I’m mostly thankful for my mom who supports me for everything. People come and go in your life but my mom is someone who will always be there for me. I also think that everywhere you go your going to have somebody who doesn’t like you and is jealous of you. I think that you have to learn how to cope with it. My way of coping with it is to think exactly what they are HATERS and that’s it!

I don’t want to be labeled so I don’t label anybody else. I’m me and nobody else. I dress the way I want to dress and wear what I want to wear. My favorite color is pink and I like to play soccer. I like hip-hop and I like to dance. I can be loud or very shy and quiet. I look pretty with or without makeup. I have my tongue and belly button pierced. I like to go shopping but I hate big crowds. I like all genres of movies. I like to travel but with my family! I like to talk on the phone and text. I like to hang out with my friends. I don’t trust no one besides myself. I think all guys are the same because not one has proved to me that there not. I am ME and nobody else.

My Show && Tell

If I were to show and tell I would bring my BIG teddy bear that my ex boyfriend/best friend gave me. I would pick my teddy bear to bring because it means a lot to me. I received my BIG teddy bear on Valentine’s Day. The best Valentine’s Day I ever had. I have always wanted a big teddy bear and he got me one that day. He brought it to me at 4:00 in the morning.


It’s special to me because Jon was special to me. The boy that gave it to me, I had been through everything with him, ups and downs. He would turn my day into something beyond what anyone else would ever make it. He would also bring out the worst and best of me. Even though he isn't my boyfriend anymore he is still my friend and that's something that I promised him when we first got together in 2008 of December 11th. The teddy bear reminds me of him every time I look at it I get a smile on my face. All the feelings I used to have for him are still the same just not as much. Jon and I were together for a year and we knew each other for five years. I knew his whole family and he knew mine. We would hang out on the weekends and on the week days every day after school. I would stay at his house until 8 or 9 on school days and on weekend days stay till 11 P.M or sometimes 12 A.M. The thing I loved most about him was his big bear hugs he gave me. He would squeeze me and pick me up and spin me around in circles. I loved how we would stay on the phone at night for hours talking about everything and anything. We would never get bored and we would just fall asleep on the phone together. We would laugh about the dumbest things. Every time we were together we would have fun. Play hide and go seek, tag, monopoly. We would go to the park in the middle of the night and go swinging or we would just lie in the grass and he would warm me. On his birthday I baked him a cake and his little sister Alexis helped me. I’m not that good at cooking but I still made an effort to make him one. On my birthday we went to the Japanese kitchen restaurant and we got to take a picture together. Everything we do have and always will have a special place in my heart. That’s why Jon Mikal Vidal is special to me which makes my teddy bear special to me too.

I never named my BIG teddy bear so it’s unnamed. I think I like it so much because it always stands out because of how big it is. The first thing people notice when they enter my room is my teddy. If I brought it to show and tell I would say that I sleep with it by my side every single night. I would also say that when I’m feeling down or lonely I use it as my pillow.

A child called It

  Pelzer’s child life, he was abused by his mother as he was growing up. When I first picked this book in the library I knew it would be a book that would interest me. I had heard of it before I got it and every since than I wanted to read it, so I got it and read it. It started off good just like any childhoods life. He went to school every day and had many friends. He had a loving, caring family that he could come home to. A room, a bed, clothes etc.

As the book goes on later on in his life he starts feeling like nobody loves him. His mom starts abusing him and he no longer knows the loving, caring mom that he did. She brainwashes him and tells him she loves him eventually she tells him she hates him and that she wishes he was dead. His brothers begin to grow up hating him and as some of his punishments they were allowed to hit him and kick him. He would get punished for stealing food from other students at his school when his mom never even gave him food. His punishment would be no dinner or breakfast.

Every night he would have to sleep in the garage and when he did have the privilege to go inside for any reason he wasn’t allowed to look or talk to anyone including his dad. When he went to school he had to wear the same dirty, smelly clothes every day that had holes and stains on them. When he was asked by a teacher or nurse what was going on at home he would lie and if they were to catch him lying or he would eventually give in and say the truth, they would call his mom and talk to her about it. After they would talk to her about it Dave Pelzer “A Child Called It” knew what was coming when he went home. He was punished. Dave Pelzer’s mom was an alcoholic and when she would abuse him with what she called her "games" and Dave had to learn how to play her games. She didn’t consider him her son at all to her he was a slave. He wasn’t even a boy he was an "it”.

His only hope was his dad he had gave up on everything else. He would pray to God and hope for the best but nothing he prayed and hoped for would come true. His mom got to the point where she made the father tired of it. His dad was the one to comfort him and tell him that everything’s going to be ok telling him that he wasn’t going to suffer for long.

Towards the end of the book the father finally leaves and Dave is scared because he has nobody to protect him anymore.