Deffered dreams are almost always forgotten. We sometimes end up with new dreams that replace that old dream or we just move on and leave are dreams in the shadows forvever. I think that is what most people of are generation do, when they are younger they have DREAMS. Dreams of becoming a pilot, a dancer or even a doctor anything is possible. Then as we get older we end up never pursuing them and we go through life never accomplishing what we wanted in the first place. It is sad because I know my parents have had dreams yet they had to put them on hold when I came into their life. They always tell me all of their dreams and what they wanted to be, but they just let time pass by and never thought about pursuing their dreams again... They tell me everyday to work hard so I can have my dreams become a reality. I know that if instead of putting everything aside and letting my dreams crumble into a forgotten pile of nothing, that I should have my dreams in front of me all the time. If I work hard enough I know I can become that beautiful ballet dancer I have always dreamed of  being. My dream should be a guide for me not just a fantasy that i wish my life could be like but something that will happen. I promised my own self that I will never forget my dreams, they will become a reality if I believe in myself.

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Friendship never last forever.

I actually disagree with Laura, I think Friendship and the love of family are the only two things on this earth that have never ending and eternal love. I think having a friend who will listen to your problems, cry with you, laugh with you, and just be there for you in general will always be someone who will last forever in your life. Of course there's going to be some duds, but I think you know for sure who will always have your back no matter what.                                                                                                                                                                                                         When you meet someone who really wants to be in your life, you both will know that your friendship will last forever. I hate how some girls act like they are best friends yet they talk a whole bunch of mess when their backs are turned. They forgive, yet they still do the same stuff all over again. I just want people to understand that there are certain people in this world that cause problems and start a whole bunch of drama for people. It frustrates me, and I know by my better judgement who my REAL friends are. There are only a few but at least I know that they will always be their while my other "friends" will end up never caring what ever happens to me.

Everyone is struggling, its as if our world today is going to have a taste of The Great Depression all over again. That time era was known to be a horrid period where people had no jobs, homes nor food to eat. What would happen if The United States went into this grand problem again? People are already losing their jobs, living on the streets, and begging for food and money on the sides of the highway. I bet that is such a scary situation to be in, and its possible that we will all end up in the same exact situation. It upset me when certain people didn't take this topic seriously because the economy's downfall will effect all of us once we are out of high school and no longer taken care of by are parents. We will be the future people who inhabit the U.S and we will be the ones who vote on important decisions for our country. We may think that this is something that is so insignificant or the least of our worries, but I'm sure it will be the first on the list of your worries in two years. When we are not able to pay for college so you can get an education for a high paying and steady job. Or when you are not able to qualify for a loan, for a car or even a home. When we you are still living in your parents homes past the age of eighteen because you are not able to pay for the expenses of living alone. That is why we must understand and take everything thats happening to others in this time seriously so we will be prepared.

Why does everything great have to end so abruptly? Unfortunately there is no such thing as forever... That is a lesson everyone will learn. Like when I got my first can of coca-cola when I was seven I chugged that whole thing, I then went for another sip... And there was no more.. I peeked through the small opening in the can searching for some more of its fizzling goodness. Asked for some more but mom didn't want me bouncing of the walls... No more. Not only did I learn that nothing lasts forever, but also to enjoy everything while it lasts. That's what many hard working people have not realized, and they have just seen their youth fly right pass them. Enjoy life. Its short. I don't think we were put on this earth to stress and worry about small insignificant things, but to enjoy small things. Like the sun, flowers, a clear half full glass of water with a lemon on the rim, the relaxing sound of rain tapping against your bedroom window, family and the most important one smiles. I sure as hell have never met a smiling face that wasn't beautiful. The more I grow the less smiles I see... it reminds me to enjoy life because I most definitely want to die knowing I lived my life to the fullest. Everyday I see my parents coming home from work exhausted working six days a week from six in the morning to nine in the afternoon. It really upsets me, but I know these times are hard and overworking is what we have to do to survive. Thats what are world has molded into your born, you study, work and then you die.

"Have you ever been in a bad place where you dont wanna do anything or be with anyone? All you wanna do is just sit down and just sit nothing else you feel like your world is coming to an end."- Michael Hullihan

 When I read Michael's post it actually related so much to what I'm feeling inside right now. All I wanna do is sit down alone in my room and reminisce on the past, listen to my depressing songs and cry myself to sleep without anyone asking me if "I'm okay" every two-seconds. It's hard when the one thing that was most important to you is taken away making it the hardest thing to recover from. It's kinda funny how we would rather dwell on things rather than forget. Forgetting something that was once important seems wrong to me. So I don't know... I just think it would be unfair to forget memories that were once precious. That only makes it harder for us to move on. I'm tired of faking a smile, because I actually do feel like my world is coming to an end. Everything inside just feels so unenergized, all you feel is your cold blood running slowly through your veins. Everything is blocked out nothing else is important anymore. All you feel and think of is all what went wrong in the past.  I hope that sooner or later I will learn how to get over things more quickly than I do now. Nothing is easy, depression is something that we all face. No matter what age. It's not the best situation to find yourself in. But sooner or later I know it will pass and I will actually have something in my life to smile about again. Maybe that reason to smile will come sooner than I expect maybe in a week, or a month, hopefully tomorrow.

Fictional Story:

He clenched onto her and threw her onto the white tiled floor, like an unwanted rag doll. I watched through the small opening of my door. I synchronized my sobs with my mothers feeling her pain. I could no longer see him treat her this way, it was not fair that he had to take out his anger on her. I could no longer resist my tears. I felt like I was disintegrating on the inside. My heart started pounding furiously and I felt my sweat trace the outline of my face. My knees felt weak, nothing could hold me up. I grabbed onto the black handle of my door trying to force my legs to lift me off the piercing cold floor. I heard my mothers distant sobs, I felt the fear I had inside float away, that fear had turned to anger. Anger towards the man who had caused this pain. No one should ever be the cause of my mothers tears, especially her own husband. I pushed my palms against the floor and forced myself up. I abruptly pushed my door open with a swiftness. I felt the hot blood run from my head down to my toes. Nothing was going to scare me away this time. I needed to confront him, I had seen to much. I yelled in a broken voice "STOP!" He looked over his shoulder and ran over to me I tried standing just as tall as he did. I puffed out my chest and stood on the balls of my feet. He put his face to mine yelling vulgar things in his imperfect Spanish, his saliva splattering on my skin with every word he spoke. I quenched my eyes shut and pushed him away from me. He grabbed my wrist and threw me to the ground. I buried my fingers into the thick carpet feeling an explosion of emotions arise inside my stomach, so many that I felt like I was going to be sick. I felt the tears coming again. He bent down onto his knees and I saw his hand slowly rise from his side, he  suddenly slapped my face with his rigid hands. I felt the warmth from the impact on my cheek.  I promised myself I wouldn't cry I said to myself. I stared at him in his pitch black and emotionless eyes. I closed mine, I stood up and promised myself that I will never treat my children the way he treated me. Now I will know how to love

I was stumped when I first heard of this writing prompt that Mr.Sutherland had given us... What does it mean to be human? I'm human... Is that an explanation? No, it's not a complex enough answer I'm guessing. To be human means to have an intuition between knowing whats right and whats wrong. Some follow these intuitions and others go ahead and stomp all over them. We as humans know whats wrong, as we grow and mature we observe others to learn the wrongdoings or the good deeds they do. We were not created as automatons programmed for a preset course. Instead we are endowed with free will. Humans have the option of making an unwise choice. Throughout the centuries, from the time of Greek philosopher Socrates to the twentieth century, there have been so many debates regarding just what goodness and the standard of right and wrong might be. Some believed right and wrong were determined by the popular opinion of different people. Others said right and wrong was focused on the individuals right to choose for them self, their actions should be entirely up to them and in what they stand up for and believe in. We should not allow the opinion of other people's minds to determine our standards. Popular opinion is a very unreliable guide. For example, if you had lived in a society where the majority of people thought it was acceptable to kill, would that make it right? No, it wouldn't. That proves that the popularity of something does not make it right. We have treacherous hearts with the ability to identify what is right but with the tendency to follow what is wrong. How do we have the moral strength? Since actions are motivated by the heart, we must have love doing good for others. By choosing the right course we could demonstrate our love, gratitude, appreciation and compliance. Bringing happiness to ourselves and to others. Us humans have conditioned ourselves to relate pain with vulnerability, unhappiness with coldness, abandonment with unworthiness, difference with plague as if it were contagious to be unique. As if these feelings were to be feared because of the unemotional people in this world. People who force smiles on to their poker faces. People who come off as strong and confident individuals, but end up going home and crying... I bet you didn't know she was just really good at lying. People who go through out the day smiling, and talking, acting as if everything were okay. But in reality felt like they were carrying a heavy weight of unhappiness on their shoulders. People who spit out lies to cover up their problems. We are humans. We are not made of plastic, we have love and life boiling in our blood. We are meant to feel and show emotion. We are intricate and amazing beings. We should never hide the feelings we have been blessed with, if we do... What's left to show? I strongly believe that humans who walk this earth today, are afraid to show how they really feel and take great hardship in considering whats right because of the great pressure to be perfect. Everyone has someone they try to make a good impression on. So we act differently and are afraid to show our real selves to others who are believed to be above us. Or there are others who stay distant from the humans of this world because of the frightfulness of being humiliated due to their beliefs and opinions. This point also comes to mind that others don't follow their intuition of good, and rebel against their own conscience and make fun of others for no apparent reason. Such as being made fun of for liking someone of the same sex. That is their decision not yours, let them be. Humans should have an open mind and respect an individuals tastes because we all have some type of strong belief. Our beliefs sometimes clash with other people beliefs, causing an array of emotions. Sometimes these emotions are branches of hate or pain. Humans, are not all the same, and most definitely do not think in the same fashion. We will never agree upon a decision, nor have the same personality or morals. Some humans learn how to build a tolerance, or accept. While others just learn to hate. This is why we have so many problems in our world today. The nonacceptance of others will always be a problem, causing no real peace.


I believe that being respected for your differences whether it's the way you view things, who you trust and accept, or even the way you dress. All these things are taken as something very precious to another person so it should also be accepted as being precious in your eyes to. Respect, tolerance and love are the main components of being human. When you are treated with hate, abhor, and no respect you are not being treated the way a human ought to be treated. We all have free will. Freedom of speech, thought and the ability to govern our own selves. There are still people in many areas around the world who are not treated as human beings but more like objects. Although there is no longer any place in the world that enforces the right to have property over another person, the abolishment of slavery does not mean it ceases to exist. There are mostly children and women who are sold into marriage or servitude to others. I recently read an article in The National Geographic of how girls of my age were being sold by their own families to men of fifty years old who were known as rapists, abusers and barbaric men. Yet, these girls were still forced to be their future wives. This is an example of how lucky some of are to be able to have free will even though others are not fortunate enough to have the ability to be treated with the greatness of being human.