Life.

Born into a bad neighborhood? Good luck because once you are born, you’re born into a cycle that the government places on you. Have fun making it out of the projects or the hood and the ghetto. Ive first hand seen what living that life does to you. I have friends trying to make it out but the only opportunities they are given are selling drugs or gangbanging. Even my father. Started smoking at age fifteen, and is still continuing. It’s different if you are born in Plainfield or Romeoville. You are treated with respect from the begging. No mistreatment. No issue. No discrimination. You are shown pride when you say you are from a fairly wealthy neighborhood. If you switch the roles and say you from Pilsen, Little Village, or Cicero you are automatically judged and treated differently. Again, I have seen this first hand. I’m not claiming I am coming from one of these neighborhoods, I have family that does. My Tia Jacky, her two kids, in the middle of a drive by. Then my Tia Lisi. Telling her younger sister Mindy that something is wrong with her so Lisi can take the medication. Lisi’s daughter, Thali. Fourteen drinking, parties, smoking. My mother. Pregnant by twenty-one by a Cicero  gangbanger. She never got to finish school and all she wanted it better for me. This is where the cycle begins again. I’m starting to fail her, smoking, drinking, staying out late, bad grades, disrespecting my body. Everything that I’ve done has had a negative impact on her. I’ve taken so many years, so many smiles, so much time off of her life.

When I Was Greatest

When I Was Greatest. A teen fiction book by Jason Reynolds, is about Allen “Ali” Brooks who resides in Brooklyn, New York and shows the representation of being a brother to someone. As months quickly turn into years, Roland “Noodles” James then later in the book meets Needles  which are brothers. The three get close quickly even though Ali doesn’t know much about Noodles past or family, they understand each other. The “three bind mice”  go to a party and things very quickly escalate from there. Conflict between the once a upon a time brothers Ali and Noodles begins. An interesting part of this book is when Ali’s father starts becoming more interactive with Ali’s mother Doris and sister Jaz. Read this book to find out how far a teenager Ali will go to take care of the brothers Noodles and Needles.

The Perfect Relationship.

The perfect relationship. Not a relationship between me and a partner, but between me and a parent. The perfect relationship between my mother and I. The perfect relationship between my mother and I would be the total opposite of the relationship we have at the moment. The perfect relationship between us would be communication; being able to talk to each other back and forth with understanding and peace. Understand; being respectful with each of our mistakes and issues. Not having to worry about going home. Not having to worry about being the messenger between her and my father. For her to be happy. For me not to disappoint her over, over, and over again like I have done multiple times. For her to understand that I love her no matter where I end up or what mistakes I’ve made. To not blame herself for the things I have done/will do.

Special Item

One very special item to me is four different pictures. The first is of me and my Tio Danny, after he passed I couldn’t find any pictures of me and him but eventually I did find three pictures in total. I’m only choosing one picture because we both were so happy in that picture and it makes me to never forget his amazing personality. The second picture is of me and my mother, I chose this picture because my mother is a single mother of two and I put her through hell. I have done many things to hurt her when I don’t mean to at all. The picture I chose with me and her is when me and her were in Colorado on a boat. This picture reminds me of my innocence and how close me and my mother were at a point in time and I should strive to be like that with her again. The third picture I picked is a picture of my little sister Gianna and again, my Tio Danny. This picture reminds me to strive for him and her. To make them both proud by being successful and where I should be in life, making decisions to better myself. Finally, the fourth picture is of me and my Tia Sammy. She has been there for me through almost everything. She is one of the most important female figures in my life. She is in college now and living a healthy life from what she tells me. We are more sisters then tia and niece.