Friday, October 23, 2009

Persuasive: Final Draft

I think it would be a lot better to fly instead of driving to Disney land. In the long run it will cost you a lot less then driving. Not to mentain that it will also cut your travlel time in half. Flying to Disney land sounds fun right well it is truly better there are a lot of other advantages to flying.
Less travel time your family wont have to suffer in the car for ever. Your children will be for surly entertained with the in flight movie they have. Because of you flying you and your family will have more time to spend on your vacation instead of spending all of your spare time in the car!
Cost is less for the trip there and for the trip back! Insteaed of paying for gas and having to stop for food cause you and your kids get board hungery . wouldn’t you rather have them right next to you on the plane watching an in flight movie. Also have a waiter waiting on them hand and foot. Also flying insteaed of driving helps to save money so that you can do the little things that you knew you could not afford before. But now that you have some extra money you don’t have to waste of gas and gas station food you can do those things. Don’t you agree that every time you take a long road trip that your kids get board and wont to stop. Then you have already stopped so you might as well get that mountain dew you ran out of a long time ago. your little one wants a bug juice so you spend more money then you had planed. now the kids know that the only thing they have to do is say they have to go to the bathroom and there for surly getting that candy bar that they wanted last time you stopped but you told them that the could only pick one.
So in that hole statement about driving or flying I personally would go with flying cause it makes more sence. Instead of the long car ride to Disney land and that’s what like a hole day in the car with fussy children. I think that they and also you will have a batter time with the in flight movie and not having to stop every half hour for a bathroom brake. So that is why you should fly to Disney land.

By Bonni

Persuasive: Final Draft

MCDONALDS IS KILLING YOU

Don’t you realize how much fat and oil is in just one of their Big Macs. It’s sick. That’s why you should eat Subway instead. Subway is going to make you healthy. Their food tastes good. These are some of the reasons why Subway is good and McDonalds is bad.

Subway is way better than McDonalds. It’s not even a competition between the two. Subway is healthier than them too. There food is not as fatty or oily. It also has less calories. For example one Big Mac has over 450 calories, Subway has less than half. So it helps you lose weight, eat healthy and enjoy life. Like that guy Jared, he lost of fat by eating Subway.

Subway is also cleaner than McDonalds. Their store is more sanitary. They wear gloves and you watch them make your sandwich. You know they don’t spit in your food or do something to mess it up. So you know that your food is good

The food is fresh too. They have actually made the food when you order it. Its not just sitting in a freezer in the back. They got fresh toppings and vegetables. All of these reasons is what makes Subway the better choice.

So pretty much, McDonalds is evil. They are trying to kill you. Don’t fall into the trap. Save yourself from obesity while you still can. Eat subway. They are going to help you. There are countless reasons why subway is better


Josh

Persuasive: Final Draft

Did you know most Nintendo ds can save automatically and that they have chat rooms on them? So don’t go waste your money on some piece of crappie system go spend your money on a Nintendo ds. The Nintendo ds are the best system out right now.

Nintendo ds have a touch screen. And so if you break the buttons you still can use the touch screen. It also gives you more room to see the picture of the game.
Also it sops you from pushing the wrong buttons.


Nintendo ds are great because they’re easy to use. Because when you turn it on it has a locking system so when your playing a game if you push the wrong button it won’t shut off or mess up your game.

Nintendo ds are great because they have good graphics. You can see the picture better in the dark and the picture doesn’t fade when you’re playing your ds. Also theirs a lot more detail in the picture when you play a game. Also when you play a game it helps the graphics look ten times better.


I think you guys should buy Nintendo ds over any other game system’s promise you guys will not be disappointed with your Nintendo ds. It works great and will only have to be charged like every 3 days. So go and buy Nintendo ds instead of wasting your money on other crappy game systems!


Trevor

Persuasive: Final Draft

Hay what’s up my name Kenny and this my story about energy drinks. What do you think about energy drink. I think that energy drinks are awesome and everyone should drink them. When I drink energy drinks I get very energized, hyper, and fill like doing a lot of stuff.

I think there is special times for energy drink, I don’t think energy drinks are for any time. Like when you’re really tired in the beginning of the day and you want to stay awake, or if you’re having a very bad day and you need to get energized.

Well here is my story about my energy drink problem. I Kenny was walking from West Valley to my friends house and had a total energy meltdown. So I actually was addicted to energy drinks and needed one very badly, so I went around the stores and asked for money. I felt like I was very poor so I just went to my friends with a crave of a energy drink, so I told him that I needed a energy drink and he bought me nice, ice cold venom and I chugged it down like I would with a forty. So guess what happened when I got to drink that energy drink I like exploded with energy.


Kenny

Persuasive: Final Draft

Instead of taking all that space up with cds, tapes you can put it all on one device. It holds music and photos. Also you can play games on it.

I pods do not take up as much space as cds do. I pods also do not take up as much space as other electronics do.you do not have to deal with switching cds. You can just use the buttons on your I pod.

Also you do not have to deal with cd jams. Also you do not have to worry if the song will play, because of a cd scratch. It plays when you push play. It does break easy either.

You also do not have to waste time taking a cd out and putting another cd in. All you have to do is use the buttons to change the songs. Another good thing about the I pod is that you can play games on it. So you do not have to go somewhere else to play games.

You should buy an I pod because it takes up less space. It also holds a lot of music. Instead of taking your camera somewhere to show someone your pictures, take your I pod and on the way listen to your music.


Jordan

Persuasive: Final Draft

SUBWAY


Well I think subway is a lot better than any other fast food places and im going to ,tell u some reasons why . Also how it is healthy for you and how it can help u loose weight.

The first reason would have to be that it is fresh because you can even just smell how fresh it is. Also when your sandwich is made all the food is in front of you and you can tell that it is berly made. I think that Subway has the freshest food in any fast food place u will ever find.


My second reason would have to be that all the food there is very healthy. The food doesn’t have grease like other places like, McDonalds were it has a lot of fating food. In subway there is little calories in there food and also helps you loose weight. You can also notice that the food is great when they make it for you.


Edgar

Persuasive: Final Draft

Coke Cola is good but if you want less sugar and less calories then try Diet Coke. It has the same taste and is healthier for you. No more worrying about getting kidney stones or any other kind of health problems. Keep reading and you’ll see how good Diet Coke is and how cheap it is. So grab a Diet Coke relax and still enjoy the original taste of Coke Cola.

Diet Coke is good because it is healthier and keeps you blood sugar down. For people that are diabetic that like the taste of Coke but can’t have it because of the high sugar. Then buy a Diet Coke. It has low sugar low caffeine. Its less chances of getting kidney stones and or cancer. It doesn’t give you a sugar rush then later a stomach ach. It still has the original taste as the original one.

It is not hard to find. You can purchase it any where. Coke product is everywhere. It is at a good price. They come in two litters, 20 oz, and many more different sizes. It is all less than 2 dollars. They also have prizes you can win. If you buy a coke, look under the cap and you might win some thing. It also gives you a code so you can go on the internet, type in your code and might win a prize. Think about it spend $1.57 on a Diet Coke and could win a plasma or some money.

So next time your thirsty and don’t want any of that sugar or caffeine but a Diet Coke.


Brayan

Persuasive: Final Draft

Walmart has the lowest prices. It tops a lot of stores. Have you ever wondered how you were going to pay for something? Well with walmart everything is pretty affordable. For low income families it’s cheap, it has a lot of variety ,personal checkouts. What else is better than that? I really like Wal-Mart because anyone can shop there and get what they need and be happy for how much they spent.

There’s better service there than any other stretchers always a helping hand. You get a lot of help and when you need it. Because there’s a lot of employees so there’s always someone to help you. It’s a twenty four hour service. So you can go there anytime of the day or night. So you can get what you need at the time. The employees of Wal-Mart acutely care about there customers because they go around asking if you need help with anything they just don’t pass you by.

There’s more quality and variety. They have all kinds of different brands.Theres kinds for people that cant afford name brand things. They don’t have at target. You can get food in big quanties.So it makes it less expensive by a few dollars and that adds up. You can get the cheapest entertainment at walmart.At target things are ten dollars to p to hundred dollars more there. They have pretty cheap movies that comes in the big packages too.

They have a lot different checkouts you can self check out so you don’t have to go and wait n a huge line. If your shy or get claustrophobic you don’t have to talk to the cashier’s less time consuming just ringing up the items your self. Most of the time it takes less time anyways.As long as you know how to work a computer there’s a lot of self check outs at walmart.Just not one or two like target by like five or six’s a better way to get out quicker.If your in a hurry and just have to run in and grip the item you need.

If you don’t want to waste money then shop at walmart.You can get high quality that you cant get any where else. It effects my life because I don’t have a high income so with people who don’t have much money Wal-Mart works best for them. You can get nice things with affordable price. I think you should go with Wal-Mart so you can be happy like Wal-Mart’s logo.

Ashley

Persuasive: Final Draft

Wal-Mart Vs. Target
Having gone to a dance that lasted until midnight, my brothers and I were hungry and there was nowhere to go. Everywhere seemed closed, so we decided to go around, looking for something that was open and had what we wanted. Wal-Mart sounded good enough for all of us. We went to look and lo-and-behold, it was open.
No matter what time it is, or what it is you want, go to Wal-Mart because they have it, and for less. They’re everywhere so YOU can have access to it wherever, wherever, however.

Wal-Mart is more convenient than most other stores. It’s always open so you could go whenever you want. Wal-Mart has almost everything you might need, so there is no reason why you should want to go to any other store. It also has a variety of everything it has, so you can get different types and kinds of things you want. You can visit anytime you want and get anything you want.

Wal-Mart is cheap, so you can get the same things from other stores, but cheaper. Wal-Mart has better pricing than other stores because they sell for quantity, not pricing. Wal-Mart makes sure that their stocks are up so that people come back knowing that what they want is there. With the stocks being up, the prices go down from there being a lot of what is there and they want to sell more of it.

Wal-Mart is also everywhere, so you can look around and find one when you want or need something. The owner is building more and more of them, so there will be a Wal-Mart in almost every city instead of one here and there. Being in almost every city, you can find one easily in any situation, which helps. Another good thing is, is that they keep building more, you will


Anthony

Persuasive: Final Draft

Did you know mustangs by Ford have been around for many years? Convertible Mustangs are very awesome cars. They have so many reasons to save your money, as you grow up, to buy one. They are really great cars, trust me.
First of all Mustangs are very nice looking cars. They are a sports car so they look sporty and fast. Most people as the look at a Mustang they think fast because that is what is perceived as. The Mustang is also only two doors. That also makes the car look very nice and sporty.
Convertible Mustangs also are very reliable. If you keep them in good shape they will last for years. They get very good gas mileage. You can get a lot of mileage on one tank of gas. They are also small and compact so it is great to have if you don’t have a family. So it makes a great car for your first car.
Last but not least they are very safe. They are made with strong steal so if you have am accident you are okay and so is your car, They also have two airbags in the front so you don’t get to hurt. Also they have been tested very well and rated very well in crash rating.
So now you know Mustangs are just great cars all around. They have a lot of qualities that I would like in a car. So go out here and buy a mustang. You will not regret it. I can promise you that.


Brandi

Friday, October 9, 2009

What is your opinion about divorce?


My opinion on divorce kinda very's. Its hard to say. Like i see it two different ways, when you have kids and when you dont. I think when you get divorced and you dont have kids its ok. It's much better. I think that if you dont love somebody anymore then you need to get out of that situation no matter what. If you dont all you do is arguee and things get worse and then it just gets to a bad point. Dont let it get there take care of it before that. My opinion on divorce with kids is that i think it is not good at all. Dont go marry someone you arent good with and have kids and get divorced. It's not fair to the kids. Think about how they feel? They will be so confused, if they are young. If they are older it's a little better but it is still so hard on them. They will be scared for the rest of their live's. They may even end up the same way becasue they went through that. Nobody wants that. Divorce is just such a hard thing and its stupid in my opinion. But also with small kids if you get a divorce its kinda better becuase if your fighting and fighting then they dont need that either. I dont know theres alot to say about it, but my opinion is its stupid and i dont like divorce and i am not for it.


Ashley K

Narrative: Final Paper

My name is Ashley, I am 18 years old and this is when it all started. I had my big 18th birthday party. That’s when I became an adult into this real world. It’s so much different then I thought it would be. I didn’t expect it to happen the way it did, so fast. I was having dinner with my sister at a Mexican food restaurant. That’s when I met this guy and his name tag said Victor. I was really interested in him because the way he was with us. His personality so outgoing and so sincere. I couldn’t pass up a perfect opportunity to get to know such a nice guy. This is when the real story starts, when my new life begins.

So this thing i call "The begging of my new life," goes a little something like this. I met the most amazing person in my life, Victor. Yes the guy from the restaurant. He contacted me a little after i ate dinner with my sister at the restaurant. We hung out, saw a movie a couple times. We connected very fast and really well. We decided to take our relationship to the next level, dating. Everything was so great.

So we have been dating for a while now, everything was going so good. I guess Victor thought i was the right one for him, becasue he was ready to take the next step. It all happened so fast. It was saturday night and he had asked me out to dinner, so i got all dressed up. When we arrived at the restaurant we were seated and given are menus. All that good stuff. So as the lady was bringging our food out Victor looked at me and said "I Love You Ashley". He looked so happy. As soon as she sat the food in front of my face i knew what he was so happy about. There was a ring placed in a tomato cut like a rose, as i pulled it out he said " will you marry me Ashley?"

I am so happy right now, dont know what to think, say or do. I am speechless. But just then the words came out, YES! yes i will marry you. We were both so happy. I was so excited i told everybody my family my friends. I was most excited becasue of the most beautiful ring i have on my finger and the most handsome, nicest man as my fiance. A few months passed and we decided to move in together at Victor's, just untill we could afforod are own place.

So i finally had all my stuff moved in. The room looked good. It had just been a week or so sense i had moved in, victor started feeling really sick. We went to the doctors to get a check up to see if he was ok they did a check up and they did some blood work. We went home waitng for the results, but the next day we just couldnt wait. He felt so bad we had to take him back to the doctors. That's when the doctor had told us what was going on, he was diagnosed with End Stage Kidney Disease. It was one of the most hardest things to hear ever. I was so affraid, he was affraid. Luckliy there is a treatment, there is transplant and dialysis. Dialysis is a thing machine cleans his blood cause the kidneys dont anymore. We go to diaysis 3 days a week for 4 hours, Untill he can qualify for a transplant.

This is a big bump in the road for both of us. Very hard and emotional. We have been through alot together. We are still happy with our lifes and our life together. We have got used to most of it, big bills, doctor appiontments, and food changes. I know me and Victor are ment to be, this brought us closer together and we will get closer and closer. We have a long life together and many more things to happen, are wedding still to come. But we will always be happy in love with each other, and nothing will get in the way,or stop us.

Narrative: Final Paper

When all the problems start, there was some drama with my family. I got a question for all of you? What would you do if someone very close DIED, and you figure out someone else is dying? Well my name is Kenny and my story is stressful for me but I have to let it go. It all started when my mom died from cancer and had to find her dead when I was 10 years old. Right after I found my mom dead on her bed I just sat there crying until they took her away. Guess what happened right after they took my mom? The people we let live with us I guess they got stressed out to because they stabbed my dad! A little bit later after all the drama that’s when I started to get into trouble. I started using bud & alcohol, which then leaded to different drugs. After I got into the juvenile system I figured out that my dad got a brain aneurysm. A little later when I was 15 I got taken away from my dad and got put into foster care. Right now I’m trying to get my life together and get back home with my dad so I can take care of him when needs me. I don’t know what would happen if he dies while I’m in foster care.


When all the problems started, stress plagued our family. Then all of a sudden my mom went for a monthly check. Guess what happen when she got an x-ray? They found a bit of cancer but they didn’t do anything but just tell us that she had it. After a while she finally went to the hospital and they tried to help, but it didn’t happen. When they finally came out of the surgery room they told my dad, my aunt, and me they told us that she wouldn’t be living that long. My mom came home for the Christmas holidays. The doctor promised me that she would live for the next two months and right as soon as she came home, she passed in a week. But it only gets worst a little after I figure out my dad had a brain aneurism and his life is going too.


After my mom died I started using drugs and alcohol. I finally got caught after a couple of year my dad found me with a 40oz and a baggie. That’s what starts my state trouble about a year ago. I think my life is ten times harder without drugs and alcohol, but I’ve been sober for half a year. I’ve lived in four different foster places and finally am getting the smarts to listening and getting out of states custody.

I got very mad throughout those years and went through a lot of classes for my anger. I learned how to control my anger a lot more than I did a while ago. I also learned how to respect my parents, and I learned that if you show respect you’ll get it right back. I learned a lot coming into foster care.


Kenny

Narrative: Final Paper

I was asked why I did what I did. I could only reply I had my reasons.I know that I did not have any reasons for what I did. It is still a mystery to me how I could do what I did without thinking. My thoughts were blurred like a contorted picaso of broken promices and shattered dreams.When that window shattered, my thoughts exploded, my window and frame of mind went blank.

Cruzing around in a jeep grand cherokee my friends and I were driving around and hanging out. It smelled like pot and cigarettes,my state of mind was blown out of proportion, nothing made sense.

12:00 pm driving around somwhere in Layton: vision blurry,feel numb.Duffle bags, gloves, and masks, theese were some of my “tools”.We all needed a smoke and 50 feet away was a whole storewith a broken window and ano cameras. I heard a crash and next thing I knew I was in and every thing became so clear to me. When I heard that crash and knew that I was not going to get very far before being apprehended. My hands were fast as lightning, reflexes even faster. After everything was done my legs were moving so fast, I did not understand my motive or why my emotions were splattered all over the wall the robbery was the last bullet in the chamber I was staring down the barrel and finally the trigger was pulled on myself. That last bullet was called guilt and it was slowly overtaking me. I lost my feelings somwhere in the doormate thoughts of love and hate. The Jeep cherokee came into view I was finally safe for now.

When I think back, I think what was I thinking, why would I do that? I have all theese questions in my mind. I am stuck in place cemented in place by my decisions. I have this thought that if I did not do what I did I would be able to go hamoe and see my family. I know that no one else is built like me because I create myself. But why, why does it have to be so rough every time I think of them, the ones I hurt it feels like an arrow tearing open my heart. I look at myself and try to find my purpose. I found out that my purpose is to grow and improve, I was made to suceed. Not to stay stuck where I am.

The cement made of my decisions are shattering.

Wade

Narrative: Final Paper

Flash. I’m laying down in the back seat of a car with my head on Rebecca's lap. My mom and dad are in the front. Confused, I ask “what’s happening, where am I?”
Flash. I’m in an unknown place and my dad is sitting in a wheelchair trying to make me laugh.

Flash. I’m ….

Have you ever imagined what it would be like to suddenly forget almost everything in a certain period of time in your life? What happened? Where am I? People say I was awake, but it feels like a dreamless sleep. Blank, without images, but it took the past two days as well. Nothing. The worst part is, nothing seems to last forever.


Across from our house in Magna lived a man named Merlin. He had a disease or virus and the name keeps eluding me. The disease made him unable to walk, so he needed to use a walker or his wheelchair all the time. The only other problem with it is he was sixty-four years old. When he leaves home or comes back, my brothers and I would go and help him so he could get around easier. It seemed like something that should happen because of how much more able we were than he was. I had one problem while helping him. I forgot the next (past) few days. All I know is that I woke up in a hospital and what my family told me.

I awoke in a strange place, having no memory of how I got there or why I was there. Confused and a little scared, I ask, “Where am I?” My mom appears out of the corner of my eye. “You’re in a hospital. You got hit by a car”, says a doctor as he walks in. Why am I not dead? I think to myself. “How” is the only thing I can say. “You were going to help Merlin and got hit on the way”, my mom says sadly. After that it seems like I blacked out. “‘What happened?’ and I didn’t know what to do except to answer”, mom was saying when I came back to myself. I have no clue what she’s talking about, but I got the feeling that I might not want to know, so I keep my mouth shut. Josh walks up and says, “Why did you have to get hit on my birthday? You ruined it because we were worrying about you.” “I GOT HIT!” I say as my memory of what the doctor, my mom, and I talked about in the hospital (what I did/could remember anyway). “Yes”, several people say at the same time, apparently annoyed. I know they’re annoyed, so I ask, “What’s wrong?” “This is like the millionth time you asked that same question” mom explains in a calm tone. Blank.

Some of the things that I was told about when I was hit are: I was told that I was hit on my brother’s birthday. Another thing is that I had skidded several feet after being hit. The people that hit me said that they were going the speed limit, but I doubt that. I was told that I was awake during the whole time, even though I don’t remember anything, and I was yelling, “Get away from me” to some of our neighbors that I didn’t like. It seemed like forever that I was not remembering, so I had oridionally thought that I was in the hospital for a month, but it was only a day or two before moving me to a childrens hospital. Apparently, I had kept asking, “What happened” and would interrupt my mom while she was answering to ask the exact same thing over and over again.

The worst part about getting hit was that I couldn’t remember almost anything up until that time. I was told by my mom that I had a good memory before getting hit, the type that you don’t see in anybody except those with photographic memorys. Ever since then I have had the legidimate excuse of “I don’t remember” to get out of things I didn’t do or don’t want to talk about. I could swear that I was different after that incident. I thought in a different way. Things went back to normal after a while. The people that hit me came and said sorry to me, but even though I knew about being hit, I didn’t know why they were saying sorry to me. I didn’t know who they were.



I had oridionally thought that if you got hit, then you broke a bone, but you don’t. I learned that not thinking before you do something had concequences that can be very bad. Crossing the road without looking will get you hit, but I found that I was more daring with roads after I got hit than before. Nomatter what you’re doing of how good it is, you can still have bad things happen to you. The only protection you have from other people, nature, manmade things, etc. is yourself and the support of those around you.


Anthony

Narrative: Final Paper

My first job, yes! I was so excited my parents where really proud. Before everything happened I was a spoiled child. Mostly because I was the baby of the family, and always got my way. I saw that all my friends hat cell phones and I was the only one still using the house phone to communicate! I asked my mom if she could buy me one she said no, I went to ask my dad because I knew he always said yes to his little girl. To my surprise my dad said no I guess my mom got ahead of me and told my dad. As I left my dad felt badly so he told me that if I could get a job and be able to pay for my phone he would buy it. I was a little confused because I don’t see 13-year-old girls working, do you? From that day on I began my search.

I went the next day walking to see anything, any help wanted signs. I saw a store it was one of those little Mexican stores. I asked the lady that had dark, curly hair and a strong accent. If I could work here she looked at me and laughed. I was confused but she told me I was to young to work. I left I was so mad not at the fact I didn’t get the job but because she laughed at me! I didn’t care after and went on looking.

It was getting late seemed like I was walking forever. I went back to my house and fell asleep I didn’t want to talk about my day to my family. The sun was up it was a bright summer day. As I walked outside to go look for another job I tried on the other side of town. I went inside Wal-Mart I thought putting things in shelves didn’t need effort or really any age. As I asked there first question was how old was I, I was shy to answer but I finally spit it out, “I’m 13”. The lady looked at me and smiled she said I was too young. But she recommended the snow cone place. At first I was confused and frustrated but happy that at least I got a recommendation.

I went to the place the lady at Wal-Mart told me “the snow cone”. I approached the place and asked the girl about the job she told me I could work. But needed to talk to the manager. I was so psyched, she told me to wait that he would be here in a few. I waited he came in ten minutes, I told him I wanted to work but I was 13. He smiled and gave me a paper he told me to go show this to my parents and get it signed as soon as I bring it back I could work! I ran back home got it signed and gave it to the mice man that same day.

I started working the next day and it took a few weeks to get enough money to show my dad I could pay for it. I got the cell phone it made me super happy and proud. I learned a lot from this experience it taught me that not everything is free. And it feels way good to get your own stuff with your own effort. Also taught me to be more responsible like save money, and how to be more mature. I also found out about myself that I don’t give up that I’m very persistent. It was the greatest thing I ever did.

Stefany

Narrative: Final Paper

My First Time


It all started on the morning of July 4th .I was only 12 years old when all this happened. It was just me and two of the homies . We were at my house just kicking back, there was going to be a party later on that night. None of us had any money so we went to these apartments and started to break into the cars and take the stereos. After we hit about six or seven cars and we had some nice stereos these Africans came out and started yelling at us and saying they called the cops. We all started to run I got about five feet and then a cop car pulled up in front of me so I turned around and jumped the wall. As soon as I hit the other side there was a cop waiting for me with the tazer. They put me in the handcuffs and took me back to the other side. They already had my homies on the ground then they started to question us. We said nothing so they took us to D.T. That was the first time I got caught up for burglary.

After I got caught, arrested, and booked. They made me go threw a strip search. I got my new clothes and took my booking photo. That’s when I knew I wasn’t dreaming. This was real. At first I was mad then I was nervous. Then once I got there I didn’t care. I was just going to do my time and get back at the people who made me come here. I wasn’t going to take crap from nobody.

The guards took me to my section when I got there people were staring at me so I just was staring back. Trying to look hard. At first they put me in a cell with someone else. That worked for about ten minutes. I walked in and I got hit up. I told him where I was from. He said the wrong thing and we started fighting. We started throwing punches until the guards came in and pulled me off of him. He got transferred to a different section and I earned a lot of respect.

I didn’t get charged with assault, which surprised me. They just put me on lockdown for three days. When I came off of lockdown my attorney came to see me. He told me I was being charged with five separate charges of burglary and one charge of resisting arrest. Then they told me that I had Judge Valdez.

Thinking back I didn’t really learn anything. I wasn’t sorry for what I did. I regretted getting caught. I guess I learned to trust nobody and my heart got cold. After all this happened I started getting locked up a lot more. Ever since then I have been in and out. I been locked up for birthdays, holidays Now I realized that I was dumb I have learned a lot since back then. Now I’m just trying to stay out of jail and get my life together before its too late.

Josh

Narrative: Final Paper

Well before I got locked up, I was living on my own in Salt Lake City. I was living in a house, which my dad still had owned for a while. But then after that my dad and me got in a fight, he left to Mexico and left me in the house with only 500 dollars. I also only had a week to stay in the house because my dad had sold it mean while; I was stealing just to get money.

I didn’t know what to do because I had nowhere to live at and had no job. Plus I was on the run because I had a warrant for not showing up in court, also because of drugs. Then I my cousin heard what happened and he came to me and asked me if I wanted to go live with him so then I moved with him into his house up in west valley, But he said if I wanted to stay there I had to start working to so, then I finally got a job in Carl’s Jr. and I got it so quick because my cousin new the people there. So it was going great there but then I started going to work drunk and doing drugs again, which got me fired. I only lasted for like three months there it was a big disappointment to my cousin and me. Later on my cousin kicked me out of his house but I understood him it was actually all my fault so I left but still thanked him for letting me stay there.

Then I just started thinking about turning my self in, but I just choose to keep running which was really stupid of me. So then I moved into my aunt’s house in Rose Park, my aunt new I was on the run but she didn’t want me to get locked up. Well I still kept doing drugs and I was mostly never at my aunts I was in the streets causing trouble. My aunt was always worried about me she is like a mother to. Then something really bad happened at my house some gang members torched my other cousin’s car, which also lived at my aunt’s house, it happened around three in the morning. Cops came over to investigate so I left so I wouldn’t get caught. The next morning I went back and I was the only one at the house. Then someone started knocking so I went to answer the door and it was the cops. They still didn’t know I had a warrant but then they looked me up on their computer then I got taken in to the detention center.

So I was locked up for at least a month, then after that I got sent to a program called Genesis. I went there to finish my community hours then they let me go home. Then I screwed up again got locked up and sent to another program called O&A and was there for almost two months. Then I got sent to a proctor home which I am at right now and trying to graduate and change my life and show my family and other people that I can do better. Its not worth messing up your life and getting into drugs.

Edgar

Narrative Paper: Introduction

It started when I moved in with my aunt’s house because we couldn’t afford to live in our old house. So we moved from Lynwood, California to Norwalk, California. So now that I was living at my aunts house my brother and I hanged out with my cousin a lot. We would get bored and think of things to do like go to the store, park, or to a friends house. We thought of everything we could do. We couldn’t go far because we had no car and we didn’t have a lot of money.

After a while of doing the same thing over and over again we started getting bored. So my cousin told us about this movie theaters a couple blocks away from our house. We went to check it out on a Tuesday night. It turns out Tuesday night the price went down. It was like 3 dollars normal price and Tuesday nights it went to 2 dollars. So we went for a couple times then we wanted some snacks but didn’t have enough money. So one night we went bought the tickets and started walking around to other stores trying to pass time. We went in to the 99-cent store and bough six sodas for a dollar. When we came out the store my brother had taken some candy. So next Tuesday we bought the ticket went to the 99-cent store and toke some candy.

At first when we went back to jack some candy I was scared. I dint know what to do. Every time before we went in the store my bother and cousin would tell me don’t get nervous don’t look suspicious just act normal. So I did but my heart was still pumping like crazy. But after a while, kept doing it every Tuesday. It was like what ever like if the people who work there didn’t even care what we did in that store. It came to a point where we were having competitions to see who can steal the most candy or who can steal the biggest thing. I still have the record between us. I stole the most and the biggest out of both of them. Little kid like 7 years old beating the older kids in what they showed me. It was still a trip because we did it to get what we wanted but then it turned into a game. Most of the candy I didn’t even eat. I ended up throwing it away.

Its weird to have started young. But it has affected me. To me when you start young you keep doing it and when you get older you get worst and keep jacking things. From candy to I pod then later you start breaking into houses. I am not saying I’ve done it or it is happening to me but its were leads to. Then you will get caught possibly get locked up. If your lucky maybe you won’t. it is a habit that you can easily fall into. It has changed me I don’t regret it but. That’s what I did and I learned something. Its not good but if I need something real bad I know how to get it.


Brayan

Narrative: Final Paper

Walking into program I honestly thought I was in a crazy home. There were two girls in the living room, one was sitting on the floor with messy hair that looked like it hadn’t been brushed in weeks, and her name was Miranda. The other was lay on the couch with some book in her hand, she just looked at me like she wanted to stab me, and her name was Tessa. As I walked into the house a little bit more the rest of the five girls were sitting at the kitchen table. None of them said hi, all I seen were death glares. At that moment I knew I was going to be living in hell. I defiantly didn’t think I could make it through this one.

As time went on I still had my doubts. Not only did everyone there hate me, they also took my big heart to their advantage. Everyday I would be alone, not talking to anyone unless I really had too. I was depressed and I had no one. On phone call day I called my mom. I knew I shouldn’t of but I did. She told me she was dating one of her ex-boyfriends. I knew that wasn’t good so I asked whom. I could not believe what I was hearing Matt. Out of all of them it had to be the one that raped me and beat my family more than once. So I freaked out, I didn’t know what I was saying everything just came out. So she disowned me, she chose that guy over her own child.

I was in a lot of hurt and disappointment. So I allowed one of the staff into my life to try and help me. Her name was Rachel. She and I had gone through a lot of the same things in our life so I had allowed myself to get close to her and I started trusting her. One day she handed me a note. As I read I could not believe what I was reading. A love note, to me, from her. I was confused I knew it was not right but I did not want to lose that kind of relationship. So I went to the only other person that I trusted at that time. She was Chelsea the program director, the only other person who knew what I had gone through in my past. She read the letter and also could not believe what she was reading. So Rachel got fired, but she did not stop there. She had started stalking me, everywhere I went she was there, she tried to talk to staff and girls to tell me things. She would not leave me alone and I could not do anything about it.

Finally September 17 the last day of the program, I was graduating. I did it I could not believe it. After everything that I went through there I did it. After all the fights and ups and downs it was all done. I changed my life and myself completely. All the things I had gone through only made my stronger than any other girl in that program. I finally knew what I wanted to do with my life. I knew whom I was and what I wanted to do for my future and how to do it. I was different person than the 98-pound cocaine addict that walked through the door seven months earlier.

Through the program I learned so many life lessons. Using drugs was not going to get me anywhere but dead on the streets. I was so close to being there it is scary to think about now. I know the beauty in life although sometimes it still is very fussy to me. I love myself, and the things around me. I know who loves me and even if it is not the people that I would give up everything to have love me, those few people that do mean the world to me, and I would not trade them for anything or any one. Now I am trying to change my life and show not only other people but also myself that I can do this. I can get through the rough and good times that life throws at me.

Brandi

Friday, October 2, 2009

Narrative: Final Paper

Well when I had turned 13 I was influenced to do bad things. And so as grew up I started getting in trouble and I just didn’t care what consequences the judge gave me but later on down the road. I knew I would regret all the stuff I did but at the time I just didn’t care about it because I was so miserable. But any ways most of the stuff I did to get in to trouble was assault, Theft, and vandalism.


When I turned 13 I was years old I was influenced to do very bad things to get cops to come just to piss them off. And so I did but when they came I went inside and locked my self in the bathroom and opened the window and took off out the window after a few days I was caught those same cops were looking for me and so they put me in hand cuffs and so I kicked him in the leg and tripped him and one last attempt to get away and so after I tripped him I started to run but I tripped and fell and was taken to DT.


When I was 13 and a half years old I had always wanted an ipod and so one day I was in PE and every time some one in that class and had used an ipod I watched wear they had put it .so I did that for a few weeks and then one day I decided to go get it during class. I would ask to go use the bathroom. Of course it was the farthest bathroom from my class. So I got it and when I left the school cop asked what I was doing all they way on the other side of the school and told just using the bathroom. And he said please empty your pockets and so I did .he said why did steal that ipod. But I didn’t answer him so he put me in handcuffs and took me to DT!


When I was 15 years old me and my friends decided to break in to a store and get a whole bunch of free food and so we went for it and so we broke in and we brought 5 big duffel bags and started to fill them with candy, chips, sunflower seeds but we had forgot to cover our faces so we wouldn’t get caught but since we for got a few days later we were caught!


Trevor

Narrative: Final Paper

I have been living in Hawaii for 8 years. We live in a good-sized house. My family lives pretty close to the beach. I am 8 years old and I am in second grade. My parents both have jobs. I like Hawaii so much I would never of thought of leaving it. But now I see things missing everyday, and I see a lot of full and empty boxes.

The next day my parents told me that we were moving. I was really mad at my parents that day. They told me to start packing my stuff so the moving truck can take it. So I went to my room and packed. I then put it in the moving truck.

We went to the airport the next day. Before that, I said good-bye to my friends. I got on the airplane and went on the long ride. I arrived in Salt Lake City about 3or 4 hours later. It was snowing when I got here.

I then got into school late November. It was kind of weird having to go to a new school. Also making new friends was even harder. I did not like
Utah at first because it was so cold. I always wanted it to be summer. Cause that is what I was used to.

I learned that going to new places is not that bad. I changed my thinking on moving. Since then I have moved twice, and been fine with it. It is not so bad moving, and doing new stuff. It makes things better to learn new stuff.


Jordan

Narrative: Final Paper

It all started one day when my dad decided to relapse. I couldn’t take him shooting up in front of my sisters and me. He used for twelve years of my life. Then when I had my sixteenth birthday everything fell apart. My grandma Marilee Hall died. That’s when my journey all began and I became an alcoholic. My dad started using everyday. I didn’t know my dad as Todd Hall. I knew him as a drug addict doing anything to get his next fix. He gave up his own family for a forty or an eight ball. Just to be high for a couple hours then he would come down from his high. He would say sorry then do it all again. Then one day gravity hit him and something tragic happened I walked in the bathroom and my dad was laying on the flour with a needle in his arm over dosing. I knew I had ten minutes to call the ambulance or he would be dead. I was in complete shock. I waited in the hospital for four days hoping he’d be okay. Drugs have ruined my life and my dads. You never know when it’s going to be too late. You can take a drug for two years then stop and try to take it again and overdose. You’re just taking a chance with losing your life when you do drugs.

I finally started falling into drugs and my old habits. After my dad started using again. I just fell apart my whole body shut down. I started self harming myself. And that’s when my dad and me started to have problems. My dad said “he wish I would of did it right the first time”. That’s when I went out and started using alcohol until one night I got a alcohol ticket. My family said I needed help so they had the cops take me to D.T on one charge. After that the judge sent me to O.A for observation. I was so lost and confused all I wanted to do was to go home with my family. It was so hard seeing my family once a weekend and not being able to leave with them.

After I went to O.A I went home it was one of the happiest days of my life. Just to finally be home again and have a home to actually go to. Then the state came in and took me out of my house. I went to rehab and that helped me get off coke and I haven’t done it ever since. Eight months being of coke will make you crazy. I still crave it to this day. But I still have a alcohol problem and that is still something im working on everyday. I’m trying to take it second by second instead of day by day. They let me out of rehab. But they said my home was too dysfunctional. They wouldn’t let me go home. I felt I did all this progressing for nothing. I was feeling really disappointed that I went through so much so I could see my family everyday. But then I couldn’t see them because they wanted me to go to a different program. I got really depressed and got back into alcohol because when I went home it was still the same and I changed and it was too overwhelming for me .Because when I was gone my parents didn’t get help. They finally decided to do something different.

They sent me into foster care on my six year old sisters birthday. I had so much hate toward the state for taking me out of my home for so long. Then taking me out again. Her and me are so close and because of foster care we were falling apart. I feel my whole family is falling apart and that it’s not making things better its just making things worse. My dad started using again once I got in foster care. I started all my old behaviors up again. I feel I’m ready to just go home. I would do anything for my family now. I would never put my friends before my family again.

After everything I have went through it made me become a better person by being more aware of my choices and how it would effect everyone around me. Because before I didn’t care about what happened or what the outcome would be. I couldn’t go an hour without taking a shot and now It’s just so overrated to me. I learned what is important to me now that wasn’t important to me a month or a year ago When you have lost everything that is important to you. That wasent a year ago then you’ll start changing. You’ll start to think if one drink is worth it for a four hour buzz. I learned that people you think are your friends there not they’ll turn around and stab you in the back just to get high. I’ve learned who my true friends are now. After everything that I’m going through now and what I went through with my dad has made me a stronger person. I know how to deal with problems that I’m faced with everyday instead of using.


Ashley

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Narrative Paper: Introduction

Cruzing around in a jeep grand Cherokee we, my friends and I, were driving around and hanging out. It smelled like pot and cigarettes. Nothing made sense. 12:00 pm driving around in Layton somewhere vision blurry, feeling numb. Duffle bags, gloves, masks, these are some of my “tools”. We all needed a cigarette and 50 feet away awaited a whole store with a broken window and no cameras. I swung a power kick and the window shattered into a million pieces and right then I knew I was not going to get very far before I got caught. My hands were quick as lightning, my reflexes even faster.
After my deed was done my legs were moving so fast I didn’t even understand my motive or why I did what I did. My deed was a loaded gun that I pointed at myself and pulled the trigger. The bullet was the burglary my blood was my emotions that are now all over the walls. I was dead, but living at the same time I was completely devoid of emotion and full of guilt I knew that eventually I would break and not be able to take any more. Next came the run and I was already on it I finally made It all the way back to the jeep and I felt safe for the moment.


Wade

Narrative Paper: Introduction

No matter how old you are 7, 9, or even 6 years old. If you have the guts to do something like steal from a store, then it’s more likely that your friend or family will always take you to the store when they want something for free. Once you start young it really make a difference. A couple candy bars missing so what. Doing it over and over again. After a while you get use to it. Like if the store just wants you to come in and take stuff for free. That’s what it feels like. It comes to a point to were we have competition to see who can steal the most candies or who can steal the biggest thing from the store. Candies we didn’t even like but its to see who can steal the most. It becomes a habit no matter how old are you your race boy and girl.

Brayan

Narrative Paper: Introduction

Here I am in a car with someone I don’t know. She asks questions, but I act like I don’t get her. 45 minutes of silence. Im on my way to a program thats called New Vision, through the Journey. I didn’t care, or at least that’s what I showed on the outside. I wanted everyone to know I didn’t give a damn. My case worker told me I would only be there 4 to 6 months, but that was a lie. It tured out it is a 6 to 12 month program.

Brandi

Narrative Paper: Introduction

Being a recovoring herion addict has been hard. It is a life long prosess. Have you ever had some thing in your life that you just couldn’t live with out some thing you need so so baddly? And you knew it is nearly impossible to function with out, and that some thing had a hold on you emotionly, physicaly, and spiritualy. I still to this day get triggered after a year of being off of herion. It is a hard habit to brake! If I had a chance to talk to any one that has a herion addiction, i would let them know what is has done to my life and how it has chanded my relationship with my family and most importantly with my son xavier. I would give any thing to get the love of my family and my life back!

Bonni

Narrative Paper: Introduction

My New Life



My name is Ashley, I am 18 years old and this is when it all started. I had my big 18th birthday party. That’s when I became an adult into this real world. It’s so much different then I thought it would be. I didn’t expect it to happen the way it did, so fast. I was having dinner with my sister at a Mexican food restaurant. That’s when I met this guy and his nametag said Victor. I was really interested in him because the way he was with us. His personality so outgoing and so sincere. I couldn’t pass up a perfect opportunity to get to know such a nice guy. This is when the real story starts, when my new life begins.

Ashley K.

Narrative Paper: Introduction

It all started one day when my dad decided to relapse. I couldn’t take him shooting up in front of my sisters and me. He used for twelve years of my life. Then when I had my sixteenth birthday everything fell apart. My grandma Marilee Hall died. That’s when my journey all began and I became an alcoholic. My dad started using everyday. I didn’t know my dad as Todd Hall. I knew him as a drug addict doing anything to get his next fix. He gave up his own family for a forty or an eight ball. Just to be high for a couple hours then he would come down from his high. He would say sorry then do it all again. Then one day gravity hit him and something tragic happened I walked in the bathroom and my dad was laying on the flour with a needle in his arm over dosing. I knew I had ten minutes to call the ambulance or he would be dead. I was in complete shock. I waited in the hospital for four days hoping he’d be okay. Drugs have ruined my life and my dads. You never know when it’s going to be too late. You can take a drug for two years then stop and try to take it again and overdose. You’re just taking a chance with losing your life when you do drugs.

Ashley