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I love going to this school. I dress up in my best dress suits, looking as successful as I am. My husbands aunt is a principal at a high school. She always ask me to come and talk to the students about striving for the best. The look in the eyes of these young people is my inspiration to show them the way. I always talk about hanging around the right people. I tell them theirs three paths to life the positive, negative, and unknown. The positive path is the road to living life right. The good way to live, being honest, unselfish, and kind. The negative path is robbing and stealing, breaking laws those type of things. The unknown is tricky and you have to be strong for that path, because your going with the flow you don’t know what’s coming at you next. Sometimes it’s a lot of good and bad to that one. A light skin girl raised her hand with lip gloss, big hoop earrings, and was chewing gum very loudly and she asked what inspired me to do what I’m doing. I told her my supernatural aid. She looked very confused. My supernatural aid was all the bad stuff I encountered in my life. As I was wrapping up my presentation, the young girl yelled out look at her she think she better than us. She ain’t from where we’re from, it ain’t easy out here for us.
I stopped dead in my tracks and unbuttoned my jacket and turn towards her. I asked her where she was from she said I’M FROM DA CHOPPA. I looked at her and said so am I. The facial expression she showed was a disbelief one. I asked her did she ever see the mural of a little boy named Lil Spoo? On 3rd street next to the Puerto Rican store. Yes, what about it, that’s my little brother. He was killed at 9 years old. My mothers boyfriend was drinking and made him wander the street two o‘clock in the morning, to get him some beer . He was hit by a car. There is so much you don’t know about me. My mother believed that her men came before her children, so whenever wanted to molest me he could. I could of let all the obstacles I faced swallow me into the stomach of a whale, but I made moves in the process of action. I’ve been through a lot so if I can do you’ll definitely be able to do anything you set your mind to!
My mom kicked me out at age 16. The day she put me out, all I can could remember was me crying and running through the woods. It was dark as closed eyes. I didn’t know the direction to go. I was running following the tracks giving, I had no family. There were times when I had to sleep on the streets. I had an accident and I hit rock bottom hard. Look where I’m at now, I’m just blessed to be alive. I want this to stick in everyone heads, no matter what obstacle look at it and face it.

 

Please read me the charges. Breaking and entering, armed robbery, and attempted murder. Now before I make my ruling, Mr. Small would you like to say anything in your defense? Your honor all my life I’ve been through so much. My mom was married to an alcoholic. He abused me and my sister all the time. He came first in her life. My sister was killed at 9 years old. My stepfather was drunk and made her go outside at 11:00 at night, without her glasses. She was walking to a friends house, when she was struck by a car. She was killed instantly, that broke my heart. After that happened I couldn’t understand the family I had. I always wondered why I had these people in my life, and why were they the way they were. I got kicked out the house at 16 years old. I got into drugs at that time. I was selling them and using them. The man I was working for was my father figure, I did anything he asked me. When I first met him I used to be scared of shooting at people, collecting money, and watching him beat people down. After a while it was what I was used to, and I started doing work with no remorse. I can’t read, write, or even talk properly. I’m a complete nobody and I’ll never be anybody. Your honor no disrespect I don’t care what you do with me, because if I go back to the streets nothings going to change. The only thing left in this world for me is death. My vision to death is accurately 20/20 vision.

 

All my life my parents have been rich. I get whatever I want, I don’t have to work for anything. My moms is a lawyer and my dad is a very successful congressman. It may seem like I have the worlds dream, but it’s not. I have to study every second on the clock. I have no free time to have fun or enjoy life. My life is a book already written I know what I’m going to be and where I’m going to work. My parents have everything set up for me. I’ll be attending Harvard University when I graduate High School, going for my masters. I will be a neurologist a predicted life is horrible, I don’t want to disappoint them. But I feel it’s my life. I tell them all the time, I want to be a clothes designer. One day I was talking to the best teacher in the whole world, and he gave me words of encouragement. He said if I do something illegal at 23 years of age my parents won’t go to prison for what I did. That inspired me to talk to my parents. I went home and at dinner I said I’m going to college for fashion merchandising and they laughed. There is no future in that, you will be on the street as soon as you graduate. I said I’m going to do it, with or without your help. Every fork at the table dropped, the room was in complete silence. My mother said it’s been a long day and I know your tired. So go get ready for school tomorrow and we will forget this ever happened. I shouted “NO” I’m going to achieve it, and you’ll be sorry. Dad said since you know it all after you graduate from high school try paying for college with your own money, and he zoomed from the dinner table. I ran upstairs and filled my pillows with tears. All night I couldn’t stop the tears from raining. After awhile I felt as though it was a bad decision. Then there was a knock at my door. Go away I shouted. “ It’s me Melissa” said my little brother. He came in and ran to give me a hug. He is the smartest 9 year old alive. He said some encouraging words that he probably don’t know helped me. He rubbed my back and said “I can’t wait to wear you clothes“. I sat up and hugged him until I heard his back crack. That inspired me to strive for the best.

Graduation day is in the past and I’ll be going to school to in less than a week. I had to take out a boat load of loans but it’ll be ok. It will all pay off. My parents helped me take my stuff to my dorm room at just left. Before my mom closed my door she said good luck as in disbelief that I will be success with all the notes from the university and giving me all type of deadlines to pay tuition. I am now the highest paid clothing designer in the United States.

My family is filthy rich, I mean they have tons of money. On my sixteenth birthday they brought me a Mercedes Benz S550. I was so excited, I drive it everywhere. They want me to go to college and be a accountant. I don’t really want to but if the money keep coming in, I’ll be whatever they want me to be. I want to be a communications media major but oh well. They’re successful and I want to be just like them. My family is so open, I can tell them anything. They just want me to be happy, and they support everything I do. One day just to see what they were going to say. I said mom I want to go to school to major in Communications and Media. My dad said you can if you want and watch you fail. That was the first time I ever heard him talk bad to me. You can if you want but your mother and I won’t pay for it. I said I’m going to do it, and you will be surprised. I went to my room and thought about it and decided to do be an accountant.

I’ve been an accountant for four years now and this is the most miserable career ever. I think everyday about how I should have been in communications. I can’t live like this. I stressed so much I started drinking, drinking, and drinking some more. I was drinking to the point I didn’t eat. I was so stressed out from boredom that I quit and I became bankrupt and now in rehab.

In this paper I tried to show the significance in people. I believe that every story has been told already. They have just been altered to the difference in culture, religion, and circumstance. They stories are so similar, that’s why so many people relate to each other. Authors stories touch the people that can relate them the most.

In life sometimes people get the same opportunities, but people just react differently to their situations. I believe what set you different from others is the way you react to hard circumstances. When you are in the belly of the whale how do you accept it. The world is full of people who except and people with excuses. In the first story she didn’t make excuses for what happened to her as a child. She did what she had to do. In the second story he had the same opportunity but took another road. Her archeytype could have been the innocent because it was a shame what she went through. When she got kicked out her home she became the explorer. She never accepted what she went through she explored and recognized it was something better. On the other hand the guy didn’t he accepted it and did what was bad and took life as it came. Which is what happens in life you have the good, bad, and ugly. In Marlens’ class my interpretation of life is totally different. Reading the awakening of hero’s within, showed me that I am somebody and I can make a different. I now believe life is a huge line that forms into a circle at the end of time. Repetitive happenings are immune to the circle of life, just like the song in the Lion King. You have a spot in this world that somebody had stood in, and the question becomes what will you do in those shoes?