Heroes:
My HEROESMi amor: who I love very much he holds a part of me that I cant explain, but when I am with him all the pieces of me fall into place. I have two sisters and two brothers. TIFFANI is my oldest sister , she inspires me to be so different than I am, but I am not perfect so I have a long way to go before I can really learn from her. She loves God more than herself and would take the clothes off her back for any stranger. I wish she was happier than she is most days and if I could I would take all of my happiness away if it would make her see just how happy she should be for just being the wonderful person God has blessed her to be. KRYSTEL, is a year and a half older than I am and a darker brown version of me with a rounder head. When I was little I would follow her around the house bugging her, copying her every move, laughing at her, teasing, poking, chasing. If I saw her as much as I wish I could I would still do all those things because I am her younger sister and I just wish she would notice me a little more than most. DOMINIQUE, my God sister. I respect her for the things she has gone through. She has survived through many hurtful things and at the end of the day still finds time to hug and kiss her mom. To come spend time with my family and forgive people for the trifling things they have done to her. My brothers.. HERBY and D’ANDRE they are brothers annoying and fun handsome and waiting for chin hair, they are both going to be upset I am not writing more about them, but this is strictly for the girls. My best cousin is ANDREA, she has the loudest laugh you will ever hear and the hugest most goofy smile on the planet, but no matter how mad you are at her, you cant help but smile. Andrea is the only person I know that wont only hold me while I cry, but cry ten times more dramatically than I am because my tears hurt her than they do my self. She is like my little angel I love her with all my heart. I don’t tell her that because I am not so good with words, but if I was I would tell her that and soooo much more about just how much a simple thing like her huge goofy smile or obnoxious annoying laugh means to me.. And now im preparing for the gynourmous hug she is going to give me after she reads this… yes its gonna hurt. My favorite cousin is SHAVONNE, we used to be so much alike and because of that we couldn’t stand each other for more than an hour at a time. She knows what I am thinking before I can even think of saying it. I cry when I think of her because she will never know just how much she means to me. Shavonne is the only person I can completely be my self around, a long time ago she moved away. I acted like I didn’t care to much, but the truth is it was all that mattered to me, I blocked it out and tried to act normal, but bits and parts of me were missing. You know like the screws, and bolts, and nails they may seem like they don’t really do anything for your house, but they are what holds it together… ya its kinda like that. Seems like when God made one of us he decided he wanted two so he added extra parts to both then decided to give us different moms in the same family… and let us find our ways back to each other. To find home. LOVELY; my little sis. Definitley the most random shy person anyone can ever meet. She has a huge attitude and an even bigger heart. Lovely is so different than the average girl her age. I love her and I hope she will never forget where she came from. One of my best friends/ rivals… I love her with my whole heart. If I didn’t write about you its not because I don’t care, simply because I didn’t type the feelings that I have for you on paper.