Feb 16,2009
Dear Diary
I had the most beautiful life growing up in Glynn Oakes a suburbs in Illinois.I had the most wonderful family you ever wanted to meet.Well with the exception of my brother you would of thought he belong to another family because of his size.C'mon now my brother weighed in at 230 lbs and stood at 6'2" he look likehe belong to the"ADDAMS FAMILY".But thats my baby brother who I love to hate at the same time.My parentsd were strict with the both of uswhen we were in high school especially my dad.The only thing he wantedout of us is to get good grades,and to be productive citizens in the world.He would alwaysd say respect your elders.That one was a hard one to swallow since i hhad a mouth on me.You dissespect me you get cuss the fuck out.
My parents gave my brother and me any thing we wanted as long as we brought home good grades.We could have anything we wanted.Well at least I got what I wanted if I pouted long enuff,or whine to my mother and she run striaght to my dad and I got what I wanted.On the other hand for my brother he had to earn what he wanted by working around the house.That put put a dent into are brother and sister relationship,because my dad would always say to him"thats gonna make a man outta ya".My brother would always look at me and mean mug me.I would always smirk everytime our dad would say that.Me laughing at my brother added fuel to the fire that was already lite betwen us.
my brother and i went to the the same high school I was a senior and the captain of the cheerleading squad.I was very popular in high scool not because of my looks,well that was just part of it.Not only was I on the cheerleading Squad,But I was active member of my high school newspaper.I played vollyball well when I wanted to get out of a certain class.I also sang in the choir,I was on the debate team,I was also class president,and also on the prom committee.For this 5'3" 110lbs frame I was very active in school or so my parents thought.For my brother he struggle for the two years in high school,and I didn't help much by not introducing him to my friends.I could of introduce him to my friends and my sweet heart who played on the varsity basketball team.But I didn't I mean dang he can do that himself.I mean I had enuff to handle by just being popular.
So my brother ended up joining the football team to see if it at all that it would help him by winning some friends.Even though my brother was tall and had a stout built he was the most friendlest person you ever wanted to meet in which I envyed soo much.Eventually every one came around to his gentle giant nature.I have to say I became a little bit jealous ,because it seem like he was trying to hog my spot light.For some reason I think he enjoyed every moment of it.Any way high school was a drag to me since it was my last year in here,and I could wait to leave my strict ass parents and my zombie of a brother and my soo call friends.
It was the end odf the school year prom was over my brother had made the grade to become a junior and I was about to graduate from this god awful school I couldn't wait.I graduated May 24 of 2006 I will never forget that date.I wanted to just get my diploma and leave but noooo my parents wanted to see me walk across the stage.In which they did my dad took about a thousand pics of me as if he was a professional or somethin.I got accepted to Georgia State University on a cheerleading scholarship boy was my dad glad because he didn't to pay for my tuition.Man I couldn't wait to leave this town,this state and these phony ass people.I couldn't wait and leave an be indendent from my parents and be free from my boyfriend.Even though they wanted me to go to a University here in Illinois hell to the naw I was leaving here if it was the last thing I do.But I will definitely miss my boyfriend and his pipe slanging.
Oh well!I'll chalk it up to be more for me in georgia even though he wasn't a bad boyfriend I just got tired of his same ole' routine I mean dang how long can you work one position.He was good at playing varsity baskeball but he didn't get a scholarship to any Universty because of his grades,and his mother couldn't afford to send him to a University with her being single and all.So now he's attending community college I wish him luck.Thats my way of breaking up with him by string him along I hate to hurt the boy feelings.August the fourteenth was the day I was leaving Illinois my parents threw me a trunk party thats when people come over to wish you well in going to school.Boy was I read to leave but my parent threw together this gathering for me at least I could do is entertain them.I couldn't wait for my freedom and my in-de-pen-
BROWN?
I SAID BROWN!
ok!
Time:2:15
Is where I left off in my diary.
LOOK AT THIS BITCH WRITING NOTES AT SHIT.THIS BITCH
THINKS SHE HAS SPECIAL PRVILEDGES OR SOMETHIN.
WE GONNA HAVE TO SHOW HER WHO'S BOSS AROUND HERE.
NOW DON'T LET ME CALL CALL YOUR ASS AGAIN.
******SAMARA BROWN********
YOUR NUMBER?
*sigh*
0-C39426
NOW THATS BETTER,BITCH.
NEXT TIME YOU BETTER ANSWER ME THE
FIRST TIME I CALL YOU.
YOU HEAR ME?
Yes SIR!
I mean MA'AM!
FUNNY ARE WE?
WE'LL SEE HOW LONG THAT WILL LAST
AROUND HERE.
*Sigh*
{short story in a form of a entry to a diary}
©2/2010 F.A.Ellis aspiring author/poetAll Rights Reserved by F.A.Ellis
Dear Diary
I had the most beautiful life growing up in Glynn Oakes a suburbs in Illinois.I had the most wonderful family you ever wanted to meet.Well with the exception of my brother you would of thought he belong to another family because of his size.C'mon now my brother weighed in at 230 lbs and stood at 6'2" he look likehe belong to the"ADDAMS FAMILY".But thats my baby brother who I love to hate at the same time.My parentsd were strict with the both of uswhen we were in high school especially my dad.The only thing he wantedout of us is to get good grades,and to be productive citizens in the world.He would alwaysd say respect your elders.That one was a hard one to swallow since i hhad a mouth on me.You dissespect me you get cuss the fuck out.
My parents gave my brother and me any thing we wanted as long as we brought home good grades.We could have anything we wanted.Well at least I got what I wanted if I pouted long enuff,or whine to my mother and she run striaght to my dad and I got what I wanted.On the other hand for my brother he had to earn what he wanted by working around the house.That put put a dent into are brother and sister relationship,because my dad would always say to him"thats gonna make a man outta ya".My brother would always look at me and mean mug me.I would always smirk everytime our dad would say that.Me laughing at my brother added fuel to the fire that was already lite betwen us.
my brother and i went to the the same high school I was a senior and the captain of the cheerleading squad.I was very popular in high scool not because of my looks,well that was just part of it.Not only was I on the cheerleading Squad,But I was active member of my high school newspaper.I played vollyball well when I wanted to get out of a certain class.I also sang in the choir,I was on the debate team,I was also class president,and also on the prom committee.For this 5'3" 110lbs frame I was very active in school or so my parents thought.For my brother he struggle for the two years in high school,and I didn't help much by not introducing him to my friends.I could of introduce him to my friends and my sweet heart who played on the varsity basketball team.But I didn't I mean dang he can do that himself.I mean I had enuff to handle by just being popular.
So my brother ended up joining the football team to see if it at all that it would help him by winning some friends.Even though my brother was tall and had a stout built he was the most friendlest person you ever wanted to meet in which I envyed soo much.Eventually every one came around to his gentle giant nature.I have to say I became a little bit jealous ,because it seem like he was trying to hog my spot light.For some reason I think he enjoyed every moment of it.Any way high school was a drag to me since it was my last year in here,and I could wait to leave my strict ass parents and my zombie of a brother and my soo call friends.
It was the end odf the school year prom was over my brother had made the grade to become a junior and I was about to graduate from this god awful school I couldn't wait.I graduated May 24 of 2006 I will never forget that date.I wanted to just get my diploma and leave but noooo my parents wanted to see me walk across the stage.In which they did my dad took about a thousand pics of me as if he was a professional or somethin.I got accepted to Georgia State University on a cheerleading scholarship boy was my dad glad because he didn't to pay for my tuition.Man I couldn't wait to leave this town,this state and these phony ass people.I couldn't wait and leave an be indendent from my parents and be free from my boyfriend.Even though they wanted me to go to a University here in Illinois hell to the naw I was leaving here if it was the last thing I do.But I will definitely miss my boyfriend and his pipe slanging.
Oh well!I'll chalk it up to be more for me in georgia even though he wasn't a bad boyfriend I just got tired of his same ole' routine I mean dang how long can you work one position.He was good at playing varsity baskeball but he didn't get a scholarship to any Universty because of his grades,and his mother couldn't afford to send him to a University with her being single and all.So now he's attending community college I wish him luck.Thats my way of breaking up with him by string him along I hate to hurt the boy feelings.August the fourteenth was the day I was leaving Illinois my parents threw me a trunk party thats when people come over to wish you well in going to school.Boy was I read to leave but my parent threw together this gathering for me at least I could do is entertain them.I couldn't wait for my freedom and my in-de-pen-
BROWN?
I SAID BROWN!
ok!
Time:2:15
Is where I left off in my diary.
LOOK AT THIS BITCH WRITING NOTES AT SHIT.THIS BITCH
THINKS SHE HAS SPECIAL PRVILEDGES OR SOMETHIN.
WE GONNA HAVE TO SHOW HER WHO'S BOSS AROUND HERE.
NOW DON'T LET ME CALL CALL YOUR ASS AGAIN.
******SAMARA BROWN********
YOUR NUMBER?
*sigh*
0-C39426
NOW THATS BETTER,BITCH.
NEXT TIME YOU BETTER ANSWER ME THE
FIRST TIME I CALL YOU.
YOU HEAR ME?
Yes SIR!
I mean MA'AM!
FUNNY ARE WE?
WE'LL SEE HOW LONG THAT WILL LAST
AROUND HERE.
*Sigh*
{short story in a form of a entry to a diary}
©2/2010 F.A.Ellis aspiring author/poetAll Rights Reserved by F.A.Ellis
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