Thursday, December 5, 2019

It’s currently 12:48 am in the morning. I am finally relaxed in bed after a productive day in the library. This semester has been the most challenging semester for me. I am finally complete with all my assigned essays and can prepare for finals next week! I have grew tremendously as a writer since my last post my blog! I was shocked, surprisingly I remembered my password. I was a sophomore in high school and I am currently a sophomore in college! Time fly by when you’re on the road to success! I will be updating my blog constantly to tell you all more about me, and my  life after high school!

Friday, June 12, 2015


Automat, 1927

He promised her that hour alone,

but time passed by

and he still didn’t show.

She sat down with her legs crossed,

right over left.

She stared at the mug as if it was a human,

still wondering where he could be.

Lonely, miserable, and embarrassed,

she sat waiting.

 

Her stomach was rumbling

no food on this day.

She still waited.

waited for hours,

sitting alone.

 

The hiss of the radiator,

hurt her ears,

but she shivered in her seat,

cold, cold hearted.

Still the abundance of her heart told her to wait--

and she waited.

 

 

 

 

24 hours on Miami Beach

The late nights lying down on the sand watching the stars in the sky. Walking the pier alone wishing someone was by my side. The lamp poles were just turning on; bed time was arriving soon. Mama told me to be back in right before ten. It was getting close to ten and I still haven’t got in the water. Miami water was so fresh and clear. When I stepped in the water I seen my legs and toes at the bottom of the beach.  The trees were so tall and windy at this time of night. The breeze mad me feel cold. Surprisingly a plane flew across in the sky I was convinced too look at the time. My old water proof watch read twenty minutes after ten. It was past my curfew time. My name echoed across the water. I looked on top of the balcony, my mother was standing and waving to me screaming it’s time to come in. I jumped out the water and picked up my towel off the sand. I began to step in the cold sand which made me colder. Skipping across the sand towards the house happily, smiling, and quick. I reached the top floor of the reservations we were staying in for one more day. Dried off quickly and sat in the Jacuzzi feeling relaxed and wonderful, a feeling I never felt like alone. This is what my body needed time alone in a quiet room.  Comfortable was the way I felt. Time was ticking we had to leave the reservations in just ten more hours. The checkout time was 8:30 the next morning.

Walking into the bedroom wishing I was still lying on the beach alone. Wishing my old cranky mother didn’t call me inside so early; I wanted her to forget the time she assign. The time was going by so fast, I was waiting for the morning to reach.  My mother cracked my door open she told me to pack my clothes for the next morning. Staring at the stars in the sky and totally ignoring what my mother was saying to me.

I jumped out of bed early the next morning. Rushing down the stairs out of the reservations to reach the beach. Tripping over the shoes that were on the bottom of the stairs. I ended up with a scratch on my face. It hurt me so much I felt the blood rushing down beginning to reach my neck. I had to go somewhere to get all cleaned up. Realizing the water in on the beach can do that for me. I continued running towards the water. Everyone on the sand was watching me but I was watching them especially while they were getting an awesome tan.

I was all cleaned up finally! I decided to lay my towel on the ground and actually look in the sky at the sun. Apparently I was laying in the shade. I had no possibilities to get a tan now! Although I knew I was so black already. It was hilarious to me. My mama came down to the beach with me which she never do it was something new. I thought she had to tell me something important but she couldn’t because all of the noise and the waves that was occurring on the beach at the moment.

“Mom why are you here?”

“Were on vacation and only have two hours left I want to relax too.”

“Well let’s go on the boat ride.”

I went to sign up for the boat ride once it returned back to the deck.  My mom and I waited on the deck to get picked up. We see the beautiful fish in the water swimming across one by one. It was an lovely day outside and so much action was going on around the beach. The boat was just pulling back up to the deck. I looked on my watch for the current time. It was already twenty minutes to seven. Time was flying by we had just under two hours to leave Miami. I was nervous to get on a boat for the first time. It was so big and I didn’t want the water to splash on me. My mom forced me to get on the boat before it left the deck. I hoped on sitting in the back row seats. This was probably the worst idea I thought to myself!  As the boat speed begun picking up the water started splashing in my face. We were riding past so many trees and the breeze was already strong the water did nothing but make it cooler. Before I knew it we were pulling up to the deck again, the ride was over. The time now read 7:45. I grabbed all of my personal belongings and headed up to the reservations with mama. It was time to pack or suit cases and leave Miami!

 

 

I have just finished my freshman year portfolio and it was a big relief It showed how much improvement I've shown over the past year.
writing is what makes me happy!

Saturday, May 30, 2015


Steal a line from Neruda
Do not take away the rose,
I cherish it every moment.
Take good care of it,
water it every day.
Watch it grow week by week,
Sitting next to the sunshine from the window.
Don’t take it away,
the only thing that motivates me.
keeps me looking out towards the community,
keep me awoke and ready to explore.

Do not take away the rose.
Broken Bond
 We fought every day for happiness;
the measurement of success was low.

Our love was just able to fit in a cylinder;
the bond we had wasn’t as strong as others thought.
It was a struggle between two living organisms,
my brother and I,
and my life was being dissected, torn apart.

Little by little,
it felt like dangerous chemicals touched my soul.
We weren’t the same as before;
Everything’s broken.
We had become separate particles.
leaving each other ,

and now he’s gone.