It Happen to me!!

Six years ago, I went to Guatemala because I didn’t have my birth certificate to go to school. I was mad because I didn’t want to leave my parents because I was going to miss them alot. Especially going out on the weekends, like going to the park together as a family. I was nine years old when I went to Guatemala. I was happy because I was going to visit my country, but I knew everything was going to change between my mom and my dad. My uncles knew that my dad was going to visit his first wife and the small child they had together. My uncle told me, ”Soon you are not going have a Dad no more.” My brother, who now is 16 years old and my sister 14, went to Guatemala with me. The second week we were in Guatemala with my grandpa, he put us into a private school all together. My grandpa used to drink alot, that’s what he would do everyday.

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The Road Less Traveled

I had just come from the doctor’s office. I was in total disbelief from the result of my pregnancy test. How could it come back positive? I was angry, confused, and sad about everything. Above all I was scared of what my situation could bring. How could I be so stupid? These were the only thoughts running through my head.

So it turned out my aunt was right. My boyfriend did sleep too much. My breasts were tender for a reason. There was a cause for me having to pee every ten minutes. My boyfriend’s house was only 3 or 4 blocks away from the clinic. Who better to support me than the boy I had known and loved since we had been 2 years old? I walked slowly, but my brain was running a mile a minute. I was swamped in thought by the time I made it to his door. When I stepped in the house, the front door was open, the first thing that caught my eye were two girls no older than me. This was normal. I was used to people popping up at his house. One of my best friends, Jewel, came out the bedroom door, and when I saw her my eyes began to water. I felt flushed with relief. Someone to console me. A friendly face was all I needed. Read the rest of this entry »

Are you thinking about doing cocaine?

At the age of 13 I was a young teen in middle school. I was looking for fun and I had a lot of problems with my parents. I could not talk to my parents, they would always jump at me for little things. One time I asked my mom for money to go to the movies she told me no. When I asked her why, she accused me of going out to buy drugs. At that time I was not doing anything like that. I knew that she didn’t trust me. From then on I started to not talk to her. I stared hanging with my older cousins. I wanted to be like them. They always smoked and drank. I stared doing the same stuff they were doing. I thought it was ok for me to do it because they did it. I wanted to be older, so I acted like them. Read the rest of this entry »

Abstinence Is My Option

I thank God every day for guiding my Mother in tough times and for giving her strength to make it through. It was hard for my Mom to raise my brother and I, as a single mother, without the financial or emotional support of my father. When my older brother was born, his father left my Mom and my brother. Seven years later, my Mom met my Dad, they lived together, and I was born. My Mom left my father some months after because he wasn’t being a good father or partner for my Mom. I haven’t seen him since. There hasn’t been a day in my life that I have felt lonely because I don’t have a father. Because I do have a father, his name is Jesus Christ. He has provided my Mom with a job to feed me when I have been hungry and to keep me warm when I have been cold. Because God has made sure that I always had love, food and shelter, and has taken care of me my whole life, I feel that he knows what is best for me. I have had a wonderful life so far because God has been there for me. I will continue to let him guide my life because he will reward me with happiness and when I die he will take me with him to heaven where there will be no pain or suffering. Read the rest of this entry »

Diana’s Story

I really thought I was cool, but I was stupid. I was just wasting my time like always. From the age twelve to sixteen, I did the same thing. It was November 27th 1998, I was sixteen years old. My sister, my friend and I went out with three guys friends I knew from Daly City. They picked us up and we drove to a lake in South San Francisco, we had some beers, we were all getting drunk. We also smoked some weed and got really high. We forgot who was driving us home, we were all acting stupid and when we were driving home around one o’clock in the morning we noticed it was starting to rain, but we didn’t care. The driver was so drunk he started playing around with the car and he started driving really fast, we were scared. I noticed that the car was slitting to the side,because the floor was so wet. Suddenly we fell off the side of the road, the car rolled down the hill six times. It felt like my life flashed before my eyes. Read the rest of this entry »

Girls want be thin! huh?

Body image is something a lot of girls worry about. Many girls think that being thin is the way to be beautiful. When asked, 8 out of 10 young girls in school dislike their bodies, and many of them diet because they think they are too fat. Where do young women get the idea that you must be thin to be beautiful? I guess some way or another women were told that  thin is beautiful. Women have always been told to wear or do something to make themselves look different. For example, women for a long time wore corsets that tied around the waist to make them look thin, but what it really was doing was hurting them. The corset was so tight you could not breathe. Another example is our society often judges women a lot by our appearance, so we would often find ourselves trying to fit into the standards of beauty of our society. When you look at the media (from women’s fashion magazines to “Entertainment Tonight’), you’ll see all these celebrities. But they are really are just like you and me. What the media shows all the time is women that are thin, sexy, young, clear-skinned, etc. Women that are just so perfect, but really are fake. We look at these women who seem perfect and we feel bad about the way we look. Read the rest of this entry »