Hey you over there!

Hey you over there you have toilet paper stuck to your shoe. Hey girl with the big smile your big scary boyfriend is outside beeping his horn impatiently for you. Hey bill your mother's in the hall yelling she looks like she's had a little too much to drink it's a little early for that don't you think. Hey mean girl hating me won't make you prettier. Hey jock I can still sense your insecurities as you sprint off to make that touch down. Hey you I've had the biggest crush on you because I thought you had a lot of money, but now that I know you don't bye bye. Hey you I know you get off on making other people feel small, but that doesn't make you a bigger person at all. Hey you, you should just come out of the closet because breaking girls hearts is not cool if he's what you really want then go for it. Hey you there I'm sure underneath all that foundation you're a pretty girl but you drown yourself in it so we can't see you. And lastly I will address me always quick to judge someone and I am light years away from perfect myself. The first instinct upon meeting someone is to judge them. But I will resolve to reserve judgement and that will make way for getting to know people for who they really are and not what I perceive them to be.

Silence

Silence. What is it silence? The sound that comes after a storm that has blown down twenty one trees and taken three lives. It's the sound that's left in your home after your wife of ten years takes the kids and drives off into the sunset.It's the sound made by an old oak that falls in the forest when there is no one around to hear it. It's the sound that resounds between two lovers in the night as they peer out over a peak just off lovers lane. Love is silent. Love is unspoken love is not boastful and love is not loud. It lives on in silence like just after the tide sloshes onto the beach at dawn. Silence is the sound you hear as the sun rises over the beaches of Montego Bay. Silent are the first foot steps of the toddler on the plush carpet. Silent is the woman just after her lover tells her he's leaving her. Why does silence make so much noise! I was silent after Tony left me that dreadful evening. But that silence invoked the noise of my sobs two nights later after the meaning of that dangerous silence sank in. So what is silence? Silence is painful. Silence is forgiving. Silence can pressure you. Silence is powerful. It's the sound that's worth a million words all while saying nothing.

The Lunch Alien

I stare around the room at all the faces that do not even notice that I’m here. My eyes shy back to the ground where they meet all the trash and guck that is plastered to the floor. Do we even have a janitor? I hear the cheerful voices all around me sounding as if each moment they are on the brink of laughter, laughter that I long for. My table is empty all the kids sit at every other table but mine. The chairs all around the lunchroom from the rears of playful children, but the chairs at my table still look brand new. Suddenly the room is filled with laughter I look up and all the faces are looking at me. The class clown is playing behind my back foolish of me to think that they would have noticed me for a change. The yellow walls are not as welcoming as they should be everything about this room should be welcoming but not for me. I have been an outcast ever since the dreadful day when my father took my mother away from me forever. But how can i be blamed for that my life is unfair my mother is taken away from me followed by my friends. My grandmother tries to soothes the loneliness by setting up meetings with my cousins. They are often painful and my cousins treat me with a cold shoulder as well as if it were my fault. I wonder if its the scar that was left after i stepped in between my mother and the knife my dad was slashing at her. It was on my right cheek my granny says it gave me character she says that I would always have a story to tell, but no one in the lunch room wanted to talk about my scar. This scar on my right cheek repelled all the friends that I could have it reminded them of that awful day. But they don't know what it reminds me of if only they were in my shoes and had to look at this scar and have flash backs of my own and my mothers blood all over my once peaceful home. I have nightmares every night about that horrific day when i became the lunch alien.

A Dream Interrupted

It was Angela's first week of college and she was a new mother. It pained her to leave her baby at home and go off to Harvard, but her mother reminded her that an opportunity like this only came along once in a lifetime. So she went out on a limb and went to college and left her new baby girl at home with her mother and father. She was in the library checking an email that she was expecting from a friend. The contents of the email were very upsetting. Angela got up from the computer and stumbled towards the exit fighting back tears. Angela's boyfriend Terry had also came to Harvard he was her boyfriend of 7 years and the father of her beautiful baby girl. She went back to her dorm by the time she made it there she could not hold back the tears any longer and began to bawl. Terry walked into the door that she had left ajar he hurried over to her side and pried her hands from her tear strewn face. "What's wrong honey?" Terry asked frantically and grabbed her into his arms. Angela just kept bawling and shaking her head in denial. " Terry I have something to tell you that will change our whole lives." Angela said through her tears unable to look Terry in his face. " Honey you know you can tell me anything" Terry said and rubbed Angela on her back. Angela looked Terry in his eyes and dropped her head again. " Terry that time we broke up right around the time the baby was conceived I slept with a friend. It meant nothing to me I was drunk one night and one thing led to another and..." She trailed off and stared blankly into space. Angela was so distraught she wondered how this could happen to her. How could someone's luck be this bad she was happy now this bone from her closet has come back to haunt her. " Honey mistakes happen I'll love you no matter what we will over come this. We'll take the test and find out although it does not really matter you and that baby are all the family I have." Terry finished and swept Angela into his arms and held her for ten minutes. Angela knew no matter what happened Terry would always be there for her. Angela felt better about he situation but still she was solemn mourning her dream interrupted.

Quarrels with friends.

I used to think that i would never fuss and fight with friends, but then i thought well friendships are relationships like any other. They are bond to have ups and downs. Undoubtedly fighting with friends make you upset, but its normal that's what shows that you care. If you didn't care you wouldn't bother to argue you would just ignore them. So just like any other relationships you fall out you make up and all is well again. Still i wish we never had to fight because i love you guys. Sometimes we all can't get along always but that's okay that spices up the friendship. I never get bored with them they are my support system. I love them like my sisters they are family. The quarrels are just love. 

My Girls

Key's a brat everyone knows that, but she is fortunate to have friends like London and Shelly. They are there through all the hissy fits and the fun times. A girl is lucky to have friends like them. Friends are there to look out for each other. When you need someone they are there. Key has a fear of doing things alone and her friends understand that so they are always with her through everything. 

10 things I love about you

1. Your eyes

2. Your smile

3. Your voice.

4. Your warmth

5. The way you brush my hair back from my face... so gentle.

6. Your compassion.

7. Your over-bearingness 

8. Your kisses

9. Your conversation.

10. Your heart