Author Archives: Everyday Life

I miss my older sister, Sharrise, a lot. She passed away when I was younger and not a day goes by that I don’t think of her. First, I think of all the memories that we shared. All the jokes and stories and late night movie nights. She was my best friend, I told her everything and vice versa. When she passed away, it felt like I had lost the only person in the world who understood me, and loved me for me. Second, I think of all the memories we didn’t get to make. The memories that usually come with age. Like me sneaking out the house to go to parties and telling her to cover for me. Or her letting me finally be the one to drive us places. And the one that I think of a lot is us taking our first drink together when I turned 21. She loved a nice, aged glass of red wine. I’ve always wanted nothing more than to be able to drink a glass with her while having endless conversations. You know those type of conversations that just keep going and going in a thousand different directions? That’s the type I want more than anything. Last, but definitely not least, I miss having an older sister. I have another one, but we’re not nearly as close as Sharrise and I were, so it just feels like an empty hole that I will never be able to fill again. I have a lot of brothers so I guess I should count my blessings in the siblings area, it’s just hard. Sharrise was the type of older sister that would make sure everyone knew that she was the oldest. In a good, funny way of course. The type of way that would make a school bully rethink bullying her younger siblings. She loved all of her siblings hard and out loud. I miss feeling that love physically, but I know she’s still there to make me feel it spiritually and emotionally. Whenever I’m nervous, or overthinking something, I think of her and almost instantly feel better. It was like she wasn’t scared of anything? I know that’s not true, but when you have a favorite superhero, you too will think they have no fears.

If I had to put my writing style into one word, I would say “storyteller”. When writing, I first like to give my readers opening details to visualize to support what the idea of what the text will be. What happened to make me feel the way I feel or react the way I did? I want the readers to be able to close their eyes, and see the sequence of events unfolding in front of them , as if they were also there. Secondly, I think I have a lot of work to do with my writing style. I tend to catch myself writing in circles trying my best to give the story as many details as possible. Details are really important when trying to imagine what the writer felt. With that I try to provide as much as possible so my readers can imagine what I feel and insert themselves into what I’m writing. Some details just aren’t as important or have to be so drawn out in order to receive that same outcome, and that’s where I’m trying to get my writing to. Lastly, with help and guidance, I feel that my writing will improve and reach the potential I know I can be at. For me, writing isn’t easy, it’s not my strongest ability especially when it’s graded, but I try my best!

There was a time I was really scared.. yes, me. The strongest, most unfazed friend you could possibly have! I was hiking with my aunt, something that she absolutely loves to do, for my cousins birthday. There was a total of 4 of us in the car. My 2 cousins, Elijah and Michael, my little sister, Nevaeh, my auntie Camille and myself. It was about an hour drive to the hiking trail, the best hour of my life, but before I knew it…the joy was gone. I feel the car rocking from side to side due to us driving over rocks and potholes and God knows what else! We were now “off-roading.” Something I had never done before, so of course I tightened my seatbelt as tight as I could and held my breath for as long as I could hold it without getting lightheaded. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we were parked and I could now open my eyes. I opened them and seen the most beautiful view in front of me and all of a sudden, I was full of the same joy again. Little did I know I was in for the hike of a lifetime. I tighten my hiking shoes up, (well they were actually my aunts, I told you guys hiking was her favorite thing in the world, besides me) and grab my water bottle and put it into my backpack. We were all ready to go now. We were ready to take on this hike, how bad could it be? That was actually a question I asked myself for at least the first few minutes of the hike. The first, easiest minutes, felt like I could conquer the world. Oh did I have it all mistaken. I look in front of me to see how far ahead my aunt is of me now, to find her sliding down what looks like the side of the mountain as she starts yelling directions to the rest of us. “Sit on your butts and slide so you don’t fall off the side!” I think my soul left my body. I immediately start contemplating a way to turn around and go back to the car without everyone noticing I left. But that was just the beginning of what I hoped was the end to the scariest moments of my life….

The time I laughed the hardest was when I watched Bad Boys 2. I went to the movie theatre closest to me, and watched it with my girlfriend for a date night. That movie is absolutely hilarious! I left the theater in such an amazing mood, I told my girlfriend that the night wasn’t going to end there. We went to dinner at Chili’s and laughed about the movie and made silly jokes and comments for what felt like hours. My favorite part of the movie was when they were trying to find clues of a message that their fellow fallen detective left for them. They went looking all over the city of the clues, when they finally found some to trace. These clues led them to what looked like an art and gaming arcade, where they talked to someone they recognized. The person they recognized ( I forget his name, but he is absolutely HILARIOUS) is trying to speak in code to them about where the clue is hidden and the “Bad Boys” just aren’t picking up the code he’s putting down. He’s trying to signal where the clue is hidden with his eyes, his head and his words but it just isn’t working, lol. Martin Lawrence had just experienced a heart attack, so Will Smith isn’t letting him eat the things that he wasn’t supposed to be eating in concern of Martin’s health. Did I mention there was what seemed to be an infinite amount of candy everywhere? Martin was so stressed out trying not to eat the candy. Finally, him and Will had gotten separated and there was eventually a shoot out, when one of the bullets hit a jar that was full of skittles right next to Martin. His eyes got wide, sweat started pouring from his forehead, and he opened his mouth so wide in hopes that some skittles would land inside. I have never laughed so hard at a movie scene before in my life! I would definitely have to say that this movie has created a moment in my life that I would hold to top 3 funniest moments. I laughed so hard during it that I started choking on my slushee and my girlfriend laughed so hard during it that she snorted. She snorted so loud that the people next to, and behind us also started laughing. If that movie doesn’t win awards for the next 10 years, I will personally feel offended! Okay, maybe not seriously, but… You get the idea.