simone:
whenever i was young i was always the one kid with the crazy, outgoing personality. i was always a goofball. my dads goofball to be exact. i always looked up to my dad when i was young because i wanted to be just like him when i got older. he was the life of the party. he could walk into a room full of sad people and he would immediately brighten up their day.
whenever my whole family was together. we were always so happy, so full of laughs and great memories were always made together. that's why i miss him so much.
life was going so good. too good to be honest. something bad was bound to happen and something even worse than bad happened. he was diagnosed with stage four cancer. whenever we heard the news i could feel my bright happy life fall into a dull dark place. the doctors told us he had two weeks to live at max. so we had to make the most out of those two weeks as we could. what still amazes me and will most likely always amaze me is how positive and happy he was even though he was sure he was going to die. even though his body was dying his personality stayed as lively as it always was.
he died a year ago.
whoever made up the saying "the worst things happen to the best people" was definitely right.
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the covers were violently ripped off of my body and the cold air immediately hit my body and woke me up.
"simone, get up ahora! (right now) " my moms voice rung through the air. i was half puerto rican from my moms side and half black from my dad.
"okay okay i'm up ." i replied annoyed.
i got up and looked in the mirror , a person that i barely knew looked back at me.
i had a huge lion mange of black curly hair and half the time i didn't feel like doing anything to it so i just let it flow free and wild.
today was the first day of my junior year and i already wasn't feeling it.
i pulled the heavy metal door to rysonville high open and stepped into the school. i looked at the busy hallway infront of me, it was so lively with friends finally being united after a whole summer of being separated or the freshman that were rushing around trying to find their first period and not get lost in the process. but i on the other hand was just focused on one thing. maya. my best friend since first grade. i love her like family because she was there for me when a lot of people
weren't. right at that moment i spotted her long brown hair as she was pushing past people to go towards im assuming her locker. i pushed past people to get to her probably elbowing someone in the boob during the process. i threw my hands around her and she turned around quickly and as soon as she saw it was me she hugged me back even harder.
"i missed you so much simone"
"i saw you like a week ago" i replied with amusement in my voice.
"oh shutup" she said as she pretended to be hurt.
"but hey," i paused "i missed you more."
she smiled and snatched my schedule from my hands.
"hey you could've gave me a paper cut" i frowned.
"YAY! we have 2nd period art together and we have the same lunch." she said happily.
"better than last year." i replied "but the bells about to ring so i'll see ya in art." i smiled.
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i walked through the door to ap anatomy, and took a seat next to a boy with either pimples or freckles all over his face, i couldn't really tell , and a very gothic looking girl . she had piercings and black lipstick on, it didn't bother me at all though. the teacher seemed pretty chill but right now he was being pretty boring just going over the rules of the class like all the teachers did on then first day. i took out a journal and started sketching a face on the first page. when all of the sudden the door to the class room swung open.
two chocolate brown eyes slowly scanned the room and stopped as they landed on me.
right on me.
