Showing posts with label Fergie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fergie. Show all posts

Friday, January 4, 2013

Creed Virtues

In the creed, overcoming adversity and challenges stood out. I’ve dealt with a lot in my life. I feel working and overcoming challenges helps you become a better person.

Friday, October 5, 2012

My Favorite Mistake

Sometimes things get bad, to the point were you don’t want to try. Sometimes there are things we don’t want to deal with, or want to give up on. But do we stand there and take it like a man, or do run as far away as we can from it.

My mind was going crazy, and I didn’t know what to do. I was standing in the bathroom with my mom again like any usual day. But this time I was scared, my fear took over me. This time I decided I didn’t want to take it. I wasn’t going to let that bitch hit me any more. She beat me so many times before, and this time I didn’t want to feel the pain.

“Mom,” I said.

“What!”

I think I still have the hose by the house. I knew by saying that, she would let me go down and check it. She had been paranoid about it ever sense we had the flood in the basement.

“Hurry fast but then get your but back up here. If my basement is flooded, I’m going to beat the crap out of you. You got it!”

“Yes mam.”

I ran as fast as I could I didn’t even bother to check the hose. I grabbed my coat, and slammed the door behind me. I kind of hoped I slammed it hard enough, so the glass would shatter. But it didn’t.
I knew were I was going. I knew she wouldn’t bother to come look for me in the bushes of the banded house around the corner. She was too lazy to even get out of her car. So I laid down my jacket in a clear spot in the bushes and tried to sleep. Ants and mosquitoes kept biting me and I couldn’t sleep. It was about ten a clock in the morning when I gained up enough courage to walk home.

Mom was furious and beat me silly. Then for my punishment she made me sleep in the doghouse for the next four days. I was pissed for a while, but realized it was time to get over it. I then decided to never ever let my fear take over. I’m still glad I ran away, and I will never regret it. But I decided I wasn’t going to run from my problems I was going to stand there and take it like a man. And for every day after that I did. That doesn’t mean I should let myself get beat. But sometimes it will be better if you take it so it doesn’t get worse.








Friday, September 14, 2012

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.

Friday, August 31, 2012