On a cold day in December, in the 90s, Jesse Brown was born in a hospital in Mid Michigan. Although i was born in that hospital, I refer to Flint as my hometown. My parents lived there at the time and that's where I spent the opening few years of my life. But around the age of 3, my father, T #*& B---'s job was relocated from city to city. Here is where my very first memories were made. 

In the spring, my father's job relocated again. This time, it was to a whole different state. I moved to Indiana. Here, my baby brother Robert was born in July of the same year. He was born and needed open heart surgery twice, once when he was six months old, and then again when he was three going on four years old.

Some years later, we moved to Michigan

Anyway, in seventh grade I began going to a school in a small town. I have found the greatest friends despite my issues in my life. I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety, but I still remain as optimistic as possible. I want to fight the war of mental disorders and become a psychologist. I also want to play in a band and write music. Whether that will be a hobby or a career, we will see. And lastly, I want to spend my life with my girlfriend. She lives far away, and hopefully soon we will meet in person. She is the only person I can picture spending my life with.

I have many personal beliefs regarding my life. I am an atheist, so I have no religious affiliation whatsoever; however, I do believe in ghosts and aliens. I am fascinated by the paranormal, but also fascinated by human beings. This is why I plan to be a psychologist one day. I also don't identify with a political party, but I tend to side with the democrats more. In recent months, I have written a lot of poetry, mostly through my poetry class. I love music more than anything, and I want to write music and play in a band one day soon. What might I play? That has yet to be determined. I just want my life to be spent creatively.

Hence, creative writing..
  • EntrouMarch 14, 2016

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Histórias de Jesse Brown
Break the Walls Down, de jessebro
Break the Walls Down
Has a poem ever talked to you?
Midnight, de jessebro
Midnight
A day in the life of my cat.
Sock Day, de jessebro
Sock Day
A boy, and his love for socks.