I completely agree with Adora. She makes some pretty valid points when defending the younger generations. I often wonder if maybe the cure for cancer is inside a child. Adora states that children are usually ignored when trying to make a statement or get their point across which I think shouldn't be the case. Children should be listened to because adults could very well be proved wrong.

Friendship

Friendship has many different ways of being classified. Some take it more seriously than others. There's always those people who have a lot of friends but no close friends and are satisfied with that. While others have a few very close friends and are also satisfied with it. But who can be considered a "friend"? The ones who stick by your side through everything and anything are the ones you should hang on to. The ones that never let you down and you can be your complete self around. Those who are disloyal and disrespectful are the ones you should maybe let go. A true friend will never judge you or hurt you in any way. Of course a friendship will have it's ups and downs but the ones that can act like nothing ever happened are keepers. In my old neighborhood i had one best friend in particular. We see the family once in a while but not very often. But when we do get together, all we do is reminisce on our childhood and laugh at old memories that we made together. Seeing her brings back flashbacks of when i was little and it makes me shake my head in disbelief that we grew up so fast. That to me is true friendship.

Goals

My goals for this class is to successfully and strongly improve my writing skills with a good grade and an abundance of new skills on how to prepare and write essays

Good and Broken

This is a song i wrote about a year ago and i thought maybe it'll fit into the idea of personification.

The silence is deafening
It looms around the room it's like i just can't breathe
Can't see the light
The footsteps leaving me
They sound just like my broken heart i just cant see
Hiding in the dark

Now I'm here drowning in my own tears
Now there's words unspoken and doors unopen
Here I'm left, good and broken

The heartbreak is killing me
You gave me all the love you had but you took it away
Just like that

Now I'm here drowning in my own tears
Now there's words unspoken and doors unopen
Here I'm left, good and broken

That time we danced all through the night
Spinning 'neath the pail moonlight
hand in hand, eye to eye
This can't mean goodbye

Now I'm here drowning in my own tears
Wonderin' why i trusted you all of those times

Now I'm here drowning in my own tears
Now there's words unspoken and doors unopen
Here I'm left, good and broken

As the years go by, and time heals all the lies
Now i am good, but still broken

Courage

Courage is something i admire. If one has courage it shows a part of their character that isn't visible to the eye right off the bat. It takes over coming your fear or a position you've never been in before to test your courage. Just this past August my courage was surely tested. It was a Monday night and my friends and I were hanging out in my room. All of a sudden i hear a screech from down stairs. I bolt out of my room and down the stairs to find my mom trying to hold up my dad. He just had surgery so i immediately thought something had gone wrong. My mom tells me to call 911 which i had never had to do before so i didn't know how to handle it. As I'm dialing, my dad collapses to the floor and is non responsive and white as a ghost. The blank stare on this face is what got me. Not blinking, not moving, nothing. Lifeless. Thinking the of the worst, i told the woman my dad was dead. Heart racing and not knowing what to do i just started screaming and holding my dads hand. I had to give the phone to my mom because i was too shaken up. After about 5 mins my dad starts to blink again and attempts to talk and mumbles that he is ok. It turns out that he was just very very dehydrated from not eating or drinking after the surgery. Easily one of the scariest moments of my life and my courage was put to the test.