Twitter Memoir

My dog is afraid of cameras. When you try and record him, take a picture, or even hold the camera by him, he freaks out and tries biting the camera and starts barking at it.

Twitter Memoir

Following in the footsteps of those before me. When those worlds collided, I was the product. And know I’m here to continue the legacy and better the world.

Twitter Memoir

I was put in the system when I was five, adopted when I was eight. But my mom gave up, and that was it – back in the system. But now, I’m making the best out of my life.

Twitter Memoir

I come to school because I want a better life for myself. I never thought I would make it; now I feel I’m going to go far. I know I have potential to overcome adversity.

Twitter Memoir

Each morning I wake up early to get ready for school. School once didn’t matter to me, but now that I’ve begun to be self-motivated. It’s become my top priority.

Twitter Memoir

When I was eight, I rolled with gangs. Three years pass and I see the life of four of my loved ones leave their eyes. Gangs changed my life. I’ll never forget those nights.

Twitter Memoir

Once upon a time, I used to hate school, but ever since I met Brook, my life changed. I love coming to school now - not only to see her but I just felt better about myself.

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At six through eleven I was being abused. I was going through hell & couldn’t do anything about it. I was innocent and didn’t know what I could do at all. Would be punished if told.

Twitter Memoir

Started with a cigarette in grade four, ended with heroin in grade eleventh, and everything in between. I went through two years of drug treatment, now I’m clean?

Twitter Memoir

Born in a dump, my mother and father were addicts. I came out of this hell and made my own hell. Fought for the drugs once; now I’m against them—I am winning the war.

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I have some baby chickens named Philip, BomQueeQuee, and Fernita. Sometimes I want to take them on walks, but I am afraid they will run away. So I made leashes from them.

6 Word Memoir

I love you always, always will.

Twitter Memoir

He said, “ Do you know why it’s raining?” She said, “ No, why?” He said, “God lost his best angel and now he’s crying for her to come back.” She looks at him and smiles.