Diversity: Don't matter if your African American or Caucation

"Is that him?!" My brothers would scream every time a black person would walk into the Merino Valley Mall in Riverside California. "No. So shut up." I said while I slapped them and worriedly looked around for him. What if I didn't recognize him? I'd only seen him in bad quality pictures. I've talked to him enough on the phone I might recognize his sexy voice if I heard it... "That MUST be him." Andy announced. "No..." I said. I looked around at the surroundings. There was a giant very blue hippie van, a video game store, eight resteraunts and alot of people. Some where families and others were just there on their lunch break. Derrick and I had been going out for 9 months and this was our first meeting. Thats the problem with living 3,000 miles away from each other. People of all shapes and sizes were coming in slowly one by one. I was so nervous I couldn't eat the mall food. "Eat." my mom snapped at me. So I shoved a huge bite of rice in my mouth and went back to staring back at the door. Derrick. Where ARE you?.... When I was sitting at the table I realized we were one of five white families. I could tell my family was uncomfortable. I was too kind of. Then a guy walked in. He was amazing. I couldn't breathe and I knew instantly that it was Derrick. He and his mother were standing at the door. I walked towards him and all my familyi followed on my heels. My mom walked in front of me and said "Are you Derrick?" He's really shy so he just nodded and smiled. My heart freaked out. "Hey Derrick!" I said as a stared into the face of the guy I'd given my whole heart to. The whole rest of the world disappeared as my mom said "Well ok we're going to go meet his mom you two just stay here and chat." We made eye contact and I couldn't believe it was actually MY Derrick I was staring at. "Can I hug you?" I asked him "Umm.... Sure!" So I hugged him. "But my mom is looking at us." he finished his sentance a little too late. "Oh! Sorry!" I said as I quickly released him. "Its fine." He replied as he stared back at me. "Lets run away from my parents and my siblings so we can actually talk to each other with out lots of eyes stareing at us." I said to him. So we ran away together. It was magical. We talked and laughed and held hands. But everywhere we went we got strange looks from all races. And it got uncomfortable. But we didn't care we were together. And because we didn't let it bother us, we had a fantastic day!! It shows that love doesn't have a race, because its the most amazing thing on the planet.

Ghost Adventures >:D

Creeping, moving fast for me but slow for others, I'm like a bolt of lighting all  you see is the flash then your dead. I'm a ghost. I can do this. I try to help but mostly I just watch. I'm the type of ghost you can see if you want to see but if you don't want to you can't. Nobody wants to so I'm just here. Unseen by all. I can be very protective I'll watch over whom I love and I'm like a guardian angel, but when I want to stop and help the poor soul... Its hopeless. But the land of the living is still my play place. I can mess with  people as much or as little as I want. There was a family they moved into my house and I wasn't too happy. I would follow the father around but he didn't notice so I would pull his hair or change the tv channel but he was impassive  one day I even picked up his bed and threw it out the window. His wife didn't think this was funny so she had one of those fake exorcists come and spray holy water on me. Ha! didn't work so I haunted her. I would knock over things open cubbord doors and slam doors. But she didn't notice until one day, her only child a daughter walked right up to me and said "Hey lady? Will you play with me?" and I made a new friend. The little girls name was Sabrina, she was five years old and she was the cutest little thing ever! I loved her. We'd play dollys and swing on the swings she even let me jump on a tramp with her. Things were going great. Then her mother became pregnant. Another little girl. This made Sabrina excited at first but then it turned as sour as a lemon. Her Mother and Father got less and less interested in her day by day to the point where I would cook her dinner and help her get dressed because everyone else was busy. Then that fateful day snatched her away from me. We were playing ball in the front yard. I saw it coming. There was nothing I could do but scream "No!" as the car hit her going 30 miles per hour. Now she's my partner in crime as ghosts together we'll haunt forever

What I want to write about.

"All we are is dust in the wind." We live for only a brief time. Sometimes we live for along time other times its dractically cut short. One bad day, someone pushing someone else, stealing someones boyfriend, being an affair, lots of things can be a motive to kill. I have even watched an episode of CSI when a serial killer murdered thirty women because he had a foot feddish. You never know how insane someone truely is or what they think about or even how close to the edge of their breaking point they are at when you come along to bug them. Why does man think that if he has motive its ok to kill? If you get bugged to this point don't you want to just get rid of them? Make them stop annoying you? It could be that you just can't handle life anymore so  you can take your own. You think its ok but its not. If you think about your friends and family that will be emotionally and physically harmed, and that tiny fact that we are all living on borrowed time, and that even if you think your worthless and nobody would even notice. You have no idea. Technically we are all just "dust in the wind" blowing and changing. One day here the next day gone. People die every 3 seconds. But then again someone else is born every 11. I sit this reason that you want to live life to the fullest? If its not then it should be. I don't let one moment pass me by. I want to bask in the glory of the moment even if its a really bad one. You never know if it could be your last one.... >:)

"Moon go away, I don't love you no more"

Trying is Tough
If you don't try you wont get a ripe bananna
Trying tastes like the bitter sweet story of succes that feels warm in your heart and smells like you won, you Can mentarlly hear a crowd cheering you on, and you can see them in the stands yelling and spiting as their Wide mouths gape open.
The air will smell of music.
Traisha Potter of wonderland tried and in trying she won.
The ripe bananna's are old and aren't ripe but black because of the age they are which nobody knows.
But when you fail, you feel like your the worst thing on the planet....
You feel jacked  up and screwed around with.
You tried because you wanted a bandersnatch
The victory will be sweet as sour gummy bears.
When Traisha tried and won she rearanged the stars above.
and Fanny just stood by and was amazed.
So when you try and you succeed thank the one you hold dear to your heart,
and let even the dark stars burn with a fadeing glow.
So try and your going to fail but then you might or might not succeed.
Versuchen Sie nicht, Succeed.
Even the lamp will smile with pride.
And even in the cold nights that chill you to the bone you'll still feel the crisp warm feeling of VICTORY.