I'm here because...

Never ending sun. Bathing suits everywhere, water all around me. Miami my home away from home. Every summer this was my home for 2 months. I loved everything about it. From south beach right down the street to the pool outside our vacation home. I hated leaving and coming back to reality. constant tanning and no worries. I practically grew up with the kids there it's just I didn't go to school with them in the fall. Miami made me appreciate something more than the Philadelphia summer or the Jersey shore. It felt right to be there, I felt more at home than I did in Philly. Something about the sun, the water and the people made me realize that there was a lot more out there for me. If it wasn't for Miami I don't think I would want to leave my hometown and adventure out to other places by myself. I don't think I would be here in New York experiencing something other than Yeadon/Philly.

power of prayer

I remember the phone call like it was yesterday. I was getting ready for Halloween and I was in the hallway talking to my parents and my dad’s phone rang. My heart sank immediately. I knew what the phone call was; I knew what it was about. My pop-pop was dead. He recently had a heart attack and was on a breathing tube and couldn’t speak, and wasn’t completely unconscious. I visited him only once and I hated being there. I hated seeing him so silent and still. His body was cold and it just wasn’t my pop-pop. We were closer than life itself. I saw him pretty much every day and all day, everday during the summer. He would give me candy, watch TV with me and just loved me unconditional. I knew I was his favorite grandchild. My dad came to the hallway and told us that pop-pop had died. I immediately ran up to my dad and asked why. Through my sobbing and shaking I could barely hear him but he said it was his time to go. I ran to my room and my dad left to go to the hospital with my mom. In my room I just kept asking why. I didn’t believe my dad when he said it was his time to go. I didn’t think it was, I wasn’t done loving him. While asking why I remember whispering to god, please bring him back to me, he’s not ready to go. About a hour or two later of straight sobbing and pleading I felt a calmness come over me and it was like god told me and reassured me that my pop-pop was in a better place and that it was, indeed his time to go…

theme for english b free write

For this assignment, I chose to write about two important factors in my life now, that I have been thinking about constantly for a while, cars and tattoos!
For the past couple of weeks to a month or two I have been looking for a new car. Right now I have a Hyundai accent, Raul, but I really want a VW Jetta, so I can take it to school next year. My budget for this new car is fifteen hundred according to my dad. Lately I have turned into an avid craigslist searcher, I mean at least four to five times a day I search, it’s kind of sick. I sometimes search other websites but craigslist is the cheapest and easiest. I text my dad at least three times a day every time I think I found a deal but it seems like every car is either sold or out of my ‘budget’ (which I hope soon will change). Raul, my Hyundai, only cost five hundred and so did my ford explorer, Maria, so I’m hoping for something better this time. Currently I’m in communication with this guy who has a VW Passatt, similar to a Jetta, a beautiful car but the only problem is that it’s a stick shift and I can only drive automatic at the time. My dad says he will teach but I’m nervous to learn because I don’t have a good attention span and the only manual car he has now is a Porsche and I don’t want to break it or something if I can’t learn fast enough. So, hopefully he will buy the car and let me learn on my own car.
Tattoos, I have always had a fascination with tattoos since I was really young. It was like I was addicted before I even had one. I’ve always wanted at least two but my parents would think I was just kidding because growing up I used to run from needles at the doctor’s office. Lately I have been thinking and designing my second tattoo. Right now, I have my last name on my rib cage in cursive. It was the only idea my dad would agree to and we got tattoos together. It didn’t hurt surprisingly because it is one of the most sensitive spots to get a tattoo. For my last name tattoo I wanted to develop it into a bigger piece but had no idea how. I recently designed a piece that has two flowers connected by a heart and the two flowers represent my grandparents on my father’s side who passed away. In thinking about this I wanted to get my other side done. I’ve had this quote forever it is like my favorite quote, ‘Help me believe in what I could be in all that I am’ which just says show me what I am capable of and give me the confidence to do it and in myself. This quote is always in my mind and I’ve always wanted it somewhere on my body but also with a design. The other day, my brother sent me a picture of a tiger that he drew and I can just picture it on my side, with the tail wrapping around my back and the quote is around the tiger in some type of way. I liked the tiger because a tiger represents, confidence, fierceness and seems fearless which relating to my life is everything I would want to be. Although, these designs are so well planned I know I will not be able to get them until after I get a job because they are intricate so they won’t be my next tattoo. The next one I want would be ‘I love you’ in Italian which is Ti Vogliio Bene on the base of my neck/shoulder.