A picture is worth a thousand words

I am just a little girl. My name is Judy and I am 7 years old. The day started out early in the morning. Just like every Saturday I herd the beautiful sound of birds chirping and felt the wind blow quietly. I got dressed to help my dad. We always do things together. He had me feed the birds. I threw pieces of bread by the fountain we had. They are always over there. I noticed that it was empty. So I went to get some water to fill it up. When I had filled all these birds came flying in. It was so wonderful seeing all the different colors and kinds there were. When they flew in, it looked like they made a shape of a flower. It was beautiful. After that I helped my dad in the farm.

Then in the afternoon I was helping my mom in the house. I was cleaning all the rooms while she was sweeping. I had to pick up the clothes that were on the floor and wash them. While we were doing that my dad and my brother were out side cutting grass and washing the animals. After that I was helping my mom in the kitchen. We were cooking food for dinner. While the food was in the oven, I was setting up the table. I put a table cloth on top of the table, then I set the plates cups and silverware. When the food was done, I took it out and set it on the table. I then filled a picture with juice and put it on close to the end of the table.

After that me and my mom cleaned up and called the family to come in and eat. It was me, my mom, my two brothers, and my grandmother. Our horse and dog were included, too because we consider them as family. When they came in I told them to wash up. I noticed that my dad wasn't here. I asked my brother where he was and he said that he doesn't know. That he left him doing all the work. He didn't want to ague so he did what dad said. Then mom said to eat. I wanted to wait for him but I was hungry. I waited 20 minutes and he still didn't show. I was really worried about him. But mom said not to because he usually walks out before dinner to think about things.

When we were eating, It was sort of quite. I kept looking at the empty seat where my dad is suppose to sit. Every time I looked there I would always think of possible things but didn't want to believe them. My mom kept feeding the horse and didn't notice that the dog was begging for more food. Everyone was very hungry. They ate like pigs especially my brother. he kept getting more and more and didn't leave much for us. So me and my younger brother stopped eating. I noticed in the corner of the wall that there was a person. I tried to point it out to my mom but she wasn't listening. It looked like a ghost. He sort of looked like my dad. Then all of a sudden it disappeared and then my dad came. I was so happy. I gave him a big hug and told him that if he leaves again that he needs to tell me so that I won't worry.

Pet Peeves

1. When people mumble
2. When people tell you what to do and they do it
3. when people ask questions that they all ready asked.
4. when people keep poking me
5. When people smoke
6. when parents don't know anything about their kids
7. people don't flush the toilet
8. people keep calling your name
9. when people talk to you all at the same time
10. when people talk when people are on the phone
11. people don't clean their house when they have company
12. when people get mad they take it on other people
13. when friends make jokes about you then they try to be your friend
14. when people interrupt conversations
15. when people don't fix their hair.
16. when people ask for your advice but doesn't take it
17. when people vacuum while your asleep and when your watching TV
18. when people talk crap about you
19. when moms' dress like a teenager
20. when parents ask you if you want to go to place where you don't want to go but then makes you
21. when people show an embarrassing video of you to everybody with out your permission
22. when people ask about my mood
23. when you ask for help but they don't help you and they help other people
24. when people control other peoples' lives
25. when people don't tell the truth
26. I hate it when people hit me
27. hate it when people kick my chair
28. hate when people act like other people
29. hate it when I'm at a store people stare at me
30. when friends ditch real friends then go back with them and then ditch again.
31. when people take my food
32. when kids cry
33. racist people
34. drivers who speed
35. when people act white
36. hate when guys cheat on girls and/or abuse them

The Secret

It was my best friend's deepest, darkest secret and it would be a hard to keep. We were just catching up again. We haven't seen each other for 3 years after high school. It was a sunny day when we started talking. We were best friends since 2nd grade. I was knew in the school and he was the only one who would talk to me. He is a really good friend and so was I. He would tell me his secrets but before he did he tested me to see if he could trust me. He told me a fake secret and found out months later that I didn't tell one single person. That is when he knew and started telling me his real secrets. When I found out that the first one was made up, I did the same to him and he didn't even know until I told him.

So back to the day where we got together. We were talking like we always have. He was telling me all the things that happened to him. Then his mood just dropped. His smile became a frown. I could also tell because of the way he was talking. I asked him what was wrong and that he knows he can trust me about anything. I kept asking him then he started crying. I told him to tell me so that I can help. He finally told me but said not to change the way I treat him. I was shocked and I started crying, too. His secret was sad and he said not to tell anyone and that I'm the only one who knows. I asked him why he hasn't told anyone else. He said because he was afraid of them treating him differently. That is why he was afraid to tell and said not to change the way I see in him.


The secret was that was depressed and has cancer. He was like that for about 5 years. He told me that he was so afraid and he wants to go to a place so he can "fix his problem." I was thinking about what he meant and it was that he wanted to kill himself. I couldn't let that happen, but I also couldn't tell his secret. I don't know what to do. I tried to find help quick. I just found my best friend and I couldn't let him go. I tricked him thinking that I was giving him a big surprise when I actually took him to a therapist to talk about his problem. When i told he got mad and said that he never thought about me be trailing him. I told him that I never told his secret and that I just wanted to help. He didn't want it. I told him that killing himself won't solve anything. I also told him that I missed him and I didn't want to loose him. I also said to remember all the good times that we had when we where good friends. We went home and we haven't talk for 3 weeks.


After that, we called me. I was so relieved for hearing his voice. He told me that he thought about it and he would like to talk to me about it instead. We did. I was helping him with his problems and that he should try to tell his family. his life was a bit better. 4 months later, he was gone. He died of his cancer and I was glad that I could talk to him before he had passed away.

Her mysterious Death

Her death was due to mysterious circumstances and I was assigned to the case. It all started with a strange call the office had received. We her gun shots and a women screaming. We traced the call and rushed over there. On our way, I saw someone running and she kept looking back at the house. I gave the car behind me a single saying to follow that girl while another car went to the house where the strange phone call came from.

Mean while I went inside the house that the girl was looking at to see what her problem was. It was so horrible inside. You do not even what to imagine it. I wish that the image in my head would be gone. But it was so scary, you can't let an image like that get out of your head. There was a girl laying on the floor covered in her own blood. It looked like she was first beat up then someone got out of hand and cut her opened. The person took her blood, threw it on the wall, and wrote some horrible things. I wanted to puke. I called the office to get other people from the station to help investigate.

They were taking pictures and samples while I was thinking. A lot of things came up in mind. But the most important is who is the dead girl and the girl who was running. Did she have something to do with it? Does she now the girl or who did it? When she saw that, why didn't she come to the police? But I think she was the one who did it or she was involved. There was no time to waste. I had to figure it out. I took a look around to find other clues and to see what this girl name is. All I found was book written by Tina Cooger. It had a picture of her and it looked just like the girl who is dead. It is!! But the detectives says that her name is Linda Gray. Then who is this Tina Cooger? I kept thinking of a solution, but nothing came up. When I was looking around and staring at Linda something popped up. I had never seen these books before and never herd about them from my friend. So maybe Linda Gray is the author but just used a different name so no one would know who she is.

I started reading her books to see if she was writing about her life. I found out that she is in no contact with any of her family members except her twin sister. Her life was really hard for her because no one believe in her and she starting to not believe in her to. She had a bad boyfriend and two really nice friends who are always with her. When her family found out that her boyfriend Juan was beating her and broke up they cared. But they found out that she got back with him and put her on the streets. It has to be her boyfriend or one of her family members. While I was thinking, I just remembered about the phone call. My phone rang and it was Sue. She told me that nothing was at the house, that they probably they did that to distract us from something else. Now who are these people? Are they part of Linda's death? I was so confused. I had no idea what to do.

The next day I went to a lab to get the samples tested. Then I went looking for the suspects. I contacted all of Linda's relatives that she mentioned in her books. I also got her boyfriend and her two best friends to come in. When they all came in, I looked at each to see who it was. I was a very good judge of character, so that sort of helped me. When I saw them, they were all well dressed. The one that really caught my eye was her sister. She was the girl who I saw running. She was the first one I wanted to talk to. The other person that caught my eye was her cousin. She looked the same age as Linda. So they probably were close. When I entered the room, I noticed a lot of hate. You can feel it, too and there was confusing around the room. They were all asking the same question: Why are they here? I told them that Linda was found murdered just yesterday at 4. I got the same replies that people get when they tell someone just died: What? How? Oh my gosh! They were all shocked. The thing is that they don't know that they are suspects. One reply that shocked me was one of her best friends named Jen. She came with the other friend named Josh. Her reply shocked me because it sounded so fake. Like she didn't care or she knew. Well who knows. It wasn't even time to come up with conclusions.

I started questioning each and everyone. I started asking her family if they had any idea who it would be. They all said her boyfriend Juan. I asked them why they said it was him. They told me because it was so abusive and controlling her and it has got to be him. My other question for them was why he kept beating her. They had no idea. They thought because he is an alcoholic or he was just crazing. Linda's sister told me that her family wasn't really supportive for her when she got back with him and that she was. She didn't want to because she knew he wasn't good for her. The only reason she did was because she needed support and she was her sister. She had no chose really. She just felt bad for her. Then I asked her friends questions but mostly Jen. She was also her book publisher. She told me that she was mad that Linda didn't want to do what she did. She wanted to make changed but Linda refused. She was mad at Linda. Everyone goes with what Jen likes weather they like it or not. Jen wanted to change it because there were things there about her that she didn't like and things about other people. Linda got tired of Jen and went to somebody else.

Now it was time with Juan. He told me that he wanted to protect her so much. She wasn't listing to him and he had no other choice but to beat her. He felt really bad about it. That is all he told me. I kind of thought of him being the one but not so much. I sent them home so they could relax and calm down. Now it was time to eliminate suspects. The only ones left was Juan, Jen, Linda's sister, and her cousin. The samples finally came in and there was a match. A hair looked like her sister's. I called them so they know if they are or not suspects and that they would be in trial. A week later, everyone was in court. The first one to testify was Juan. He said between that time she was killed he was with in the area. He was on his way to meat her because she asked him to come so they could talk. he never got a chance because he got stuck helping his brother move. He called her but she never answered. We asked him how her family acted with him and said that he noticed he wasn't welcomed. He respected that and he didn't want to judge them. it was their opinion and he couldn't change it. But he liked them very much and loved Linda. He tried to change who he was so that he would be right for Linda. He tried going to therapy to see if it would help. It sort of did. He is still working on it.

We kept asking him the same things to confuse him and to see if he changed his story. He didn't at all. Either he was telling the truth or had a good memory of his lies. The nest person her sister. She seemed weird. What she told us was that Linda asked her to come to talk, too. When she went there she saw Linda on the floor and all that blood. She got really scared. I asked her why she ran and she said because she just walked in and saw it. She didn't know what to do. When she said that she started crying. I asked her if Linda told her anything. She kept silent. She didn't want to say anything. She had a secret. It was that she was seeing someone else. She was also having problems with that person. I noticed that Linda invited the suspects to her house because they needed to talk about things. When it was Jen's turn she said that Linda also asked her to come. When she got there she was still alive. They were arguing and that is it.

It was time to decide. We really didn't know who it was. We took out time. It took hours and hours. He knew that Juan couldn't do it because if he told lies he had to show it. He didn't play with his hair, his arms and legs were still and he wasn't stuttering. So he had to tell the truth. But the other two were confusing. Linda's sister was good at lying says in the books. There was something missing. So i sent everyone home ans that they had to come back the next day. When they went home, I went to Linda's house. I closed my eyes to see if I could feel anything. I had weird things happen to me so I thought of trying it. I got the picture of Jen and Linda but that was it. Later on I got a call. The person said if i solved it I would regret it. The voice sounded familiar. It sounded sort of like Jen's and the girl in the background was someone else. The next day I asked Jen to do a man voice and it sounded exactly like that. I also noticed that yesterday when she was talking she didn't care for anything. She acted like she didn't want to help. I started asking Linda's sister more questions and telling a story to see if she would crack. She was starting to. She kind of did. She told me more about this other person she was seeing and one clue went to Jen. Everyone got tired and then......."O.k. I can't take it anymore. I know who it was. It was Jen." I turned to Jen and got mad.

Then there was yelling across the room. people blaming each other. I didn't pay attention to the conversation. I was looking at the faces. And there it was. The guilt on..... 2 peoples faces? Oh my gosh it was Jen and the other publisher. They were both in it together. Jen really liked the books but pretended to hate it because she didn't like Juan. When Linda wouldn't Listen to her she just had to do something. She contacted the other publisher to look for Linda and talk. They started liking each other. So the first phone call was a distraction so that the police would go all the way over there and not find about Linda's. So I was shocked. I thought it would be a family member because of Juan but it wasn't. That was it. Jen and her sister got arrested. Yes, the other publisher was Jen's sister and Linda was bisexual.

How to make Logandale better

There are many things that would make Logandale a better school. One thing is to have better teachers. Another thing is more activities. My final thing is the students behavior. If you want students to come and stay, then listen to what we have to say.

My first reason is that the school needs better teachers. Some teachers here are mean and don’t make learning fun. Some teachers don’t even care if we learn or not. Also, teachers sometimes overwork us. If the teachers are better, then maybe the principal would include more activities.

My second reason is that the school needs more activities. I think the school should include things like music and art class where you can draw anything to express your artistic skills, it should be held after school. The school should have after school programs like dance that is longer than an hour and other programs that are fun and help students. It should also have fun things like pajama day, crazy hair day, or something that would make this school look better. If the school has more activities then the students behavior would change.

My last reason is about the students behavior. If it is the students behavior why students leave then they should try to ignore them so they won’t get in any trouble. Boys should show more respect for girls instead of boys hooting and hollering. Students should have a better attitude about coming to school. Students should control their attitudes between students including the new ones.

In conclusion, there are many things that can make this school better. The teachers could be better. It could also have more activities like plays, too. The students behavior should also change. With these things, the school would be better.

Jaymee's life story

December 9th was the worst day of my life, my first daughter was born. Her father named her after his cousin Jaime. I wanted her middle name to be Ginah but her grandmother said that it has to be a catholic name. Now her middle name is Marie. I had to have a cession with her. She kept crying and crying. We lived in an apartment and was friends with the people upstairs. Her half sister Erica lived with us, but then moved. We took pictures of her waring her dad's glasses. She was so chubby and had those cute chubby cheeks. I remember when she cries, i would put her in my arms and sing to her so she would calm down and go to sleep. It is nice having children....until they start walking and talking.



Two years later we moved out and lived with her grandmother where I had her sister named Genielynn. They both were pains, especially Genie. They were also crazy. I remember when i dropped them off at preschool and i would leave, i can hear both of them cry. I kept moving them school to school until i found one close to us. I finally found one and it was really good. I liked the principal and one of the teachers and so did the girls. I used to dress them the same and when they saw the pictures they both got mad. We really liked them and they liked us. They also made new friends and saw friends from the other schools. One day in the summer, they went home with the principal and with some of their friends. She invited 5 girls to see her house. When i picked them up, they told me all the fun they had and things about the principal. This was when Jaymee was about 7 or 8.



Then one of my sisters, brother, and I decided that we should take our kids to the Philippines. So we went on our first family trip and when we told everyone that we will be gone for about three weeks, they were so sad. It was a tiring trip just to get there and we had to wait for a long time for the other plane, but the kids had fun any ways. We took them to see our old house where we use to live. They noticed that it was very small and that we had to bend down when we are there. They also met some relatives. It was a really exciting experience for them just being in the Philippines and just experiencing things.

Those were sort of the good days when she didn't talk back. That changed when she was in 4th grade. She started giving me an attitude and talking back to family members and always fighting with her cousin that is the same age as her. She also became very expensive and cared about how she looked. I liked it better where i can dress her and she couldn't say anything about it. Even though she was like that, we still had some good times. What ever we do we laugh and i always make fun of the way she talks. It is so funny. Also,her sister always make fun of her which is funny too. We all have great laughs.

Now that she has attitude we always get into fights. She always says that she hates me and when ever she gets in agurments wit her dad she tells me why I am still with him because I always tell her what sort of guys not be with and all I say are exsamples of her dad. She also says that i dont love her and when i say that i do she says that I don't show it. She is just a pain.