It was late in the night and my brother and I were in the park with our friends: Estefania, Rainiero, Willo, Diego, Carlos, Alejandra, Kbto, Irene, Monica, and etc.

We were playing mini golf. No one knew how to play the game, but my brother, Ricky wanted to go and hit the ball. He hit the ball with the ball club way to high. Wilo was right in front of him.

The ball flew up high and landed on willos eyes. He fell to the floor; we were all in shock for what had happened.

All around his eye were blood; he was shaking like a fish out of the water. Not crying. It was unbelievable he could be so strong and not have a tear come out (he must have had blood tears.)

We were all so scared, so we ran to our houses.

“Fernanda! Please don’t tell mom and dad, please! I am begging you” Ricky said. “Ok Ricky, but are you scared?” “Well… I don’t know… No” (riiiiight)

P.S. My parent found out.

Ordinary day

I go to Tempo,

Because it’s like my getaway,

Away from the books,

Unnecessary comment given to me,

In my family,

No wants to get out of the couch and take me to tempo,

So I put on my running shoes,

My shorts,

Plug my earphones to my cellphone

And head off,

Once I get there I stand upfront of the door watching the lower groups dance to Hannah Montana music.

I wait, I wait,

Until finally the coach opens the door

And releases the dogs,

I enter the classroom,

Disco balls and discs hanging from the roof,

A wall full of mirrors and the final wall with the place logo.

I look at myself on the mirrors thinking of what we will do today…

Learn a new choreography? Clean the old dances?

I don’t know.

My friends and I see a guy entering the classroom,

We ask who that is,

But no clear answers are given.

So we carry on with our conversations.

He told us that we were going to learn break-dance for the day.

He teaches us the basics first. Easy.

Later, we look at him,

Standing on his shoulders/ head/ hands! Wow!

He shows us the steps to learn the move,

So we try and try,

Finally we get it!

Ps. my ordinary day is to go to tempo and always learn something new.

Victim- Dead

It was late in the night; I was in bed clad with the mattress. I heard a noise; I sat up and gingerly heard the sounds. They were footsteps coming upstairs, I had recognized them. I surmised it was nothing, but it was. The door slowly opened, I started doing an inventory in my head of the horror movies I had seen, I tried to simulate the scenes the main characters did when the monster or thing comes in to the room to kill them, therefore I didn’t have enough courage to get out of the bed, I was trying to have an endeavor to be brave and get out of bed. I just couldn’t.

The door opened slowly, the footsteps became more intense each time it got closer. I was scared. He threw himself on top of me. I couldn’t breath I was dehydrated of so much fighting. I had to defend myself, so I decided to pull of the cable cord of the lamp. It exploded and my hand was still holding the cord. I have gotten electrified. I felt my face was changing to several grimaces. I had done it in a cursory manner, I wasn’t thinking, and I had burned my hand. It hurt so much so I started doing an abrasion to it so that the pain would kind of go away. I was in a gruesome moment. Before I went to bed he had come to say good night, I knew it was him, that was a hint, a derive.

I couldn't breathe. I knew by then I was going to succumb. And I did.

ALLELUYA!

My brother, Ricky, and I were alone in the house so we decided to go out to the park with our friends.

We were talking for about thirty minutes about anything until we decided to go play soccer in our backyard. Therefore, we did.

We were kicking the balls as high as we could. Each time the ball would be kicked out to the street I would be the one to go get the ball. It was Estefania’s turn to kick the ball so he did, but it landed on our neighbor’s backyard. We were scared. They were a French grumpy family.

Everyone was telling me to go get the ball. I did what they said, I was small and stupid… I opened their backyards door and went scrolling in like a baby. I was scared to be caught. Luckily, the family was not in the house, but there was the dog… still I did not mind the dog I just went to look for the ball. I took sooo long on trying to find the ball but finally did.

I left the house and saw the guard, but I was in their front yard still! Therefore, I went scrolling fast to the bushes and hid there for about five minutes until the guard left. I came back into my backyard, threw myself to the floor, and started singing ALLELUYA!

Memoir Monday: when i was first trusted with the car!

I saw my dad getting in his car and asked him were he was going, he told me he would go drive four wheel with my brother. i wanted to go so i asked him if i could. he thought about it and came to a decision, NO.

i wanted to go so bad so i said ok and snukked into the car, once they got their i said SURPRISE!

he didnt get mad or anything. he did instead a scene of the movie zohan

"smell it smell it now take it!"

i saw ricky coming from his four wheel to the car and asked, can i drive. my dad said sure. he trusts my brother. so i decided i wanted to see if he had enough trust with me. i asked him and said he said yes.

I guess i am a person people could trust. well depends on how people think of me.

Lying on my bed with the soft white pillow on my face trying to forget for what I have done,

I never meant to hurt her, it wasn't my intention,

I was just mad. Really mad.

Her eyes were filled with tears,

Her nose was congested,

And shaking like I have never seen before, not even when she was cold.

I would insult her in my head, trying to convince myself she was all those things.

But I just couldn't.

She was way to amazing to be like my insults.

Looking at her cry was one of the most painful things in the world that I have seen.

My heart was pounding to hard. GUILT.

I regret it in so many ways.

I know she knows that I am trying my best to be the best daughter ever.

But I still can’t convince myself I am doing the best job.

That is why God this year I want to have a better relationship with my mom.

And I pray with you for that to happen.