Personal Narrative: Kyia's Life

Upon entering the NA meeting I had mixed feelings. I didn’t know how to come to the meeting knowing my intentions were neither to give nor receive help. I felt like I was an intruder. I didn’t understand why I should betray others or act as if I was an addict who chose not to interact in the healing and recovering process. All of those things pushed me into the door of a meeting and open my mind to the hurt behind the physical appearance of these people. Their stories were heart wrenching. They all wanted help or do be noticed at some point of their lives before they became addicts. Never knowing the decisions they chose to take that first hit would turn their

Do you have a bestfriend that feels just like a sister? My bestfriend is McKenah Kloes, her personality makes you smile everyday and we have the most crazy memories. Even know she loves to goof around she’s very intelligent.

Kiersten Miles became the babysitter for 16-month-old Talia Rosko, not knowing that both of their lives would be changed forever. The 22-year-old college student stepped in to save the toddler's life after meeting the family 3 weeks earlier.

I can’t give you the whole denotation about me because there is no single definition about me. People have many different ideas that characterize how they perceive Mikayla NaSya Lewis. Even strangers create their personal ‘Mikayla’ in their mind, and all of those different concepts of me create who I am and what I represent.

Last year, 2016, scaled to my first tournament that would be played at Marista. I would not

The sunrise starts to make its present known through the black bandit mask of night, its yellow belly and flashes of warm reddish brown brighten the sky as the morning first light.

Shainna Ali sits at her desk in her office preparing for the day and all of the appointments it will bring. Photos of family and friends are positioned on the desk around her. All of her hard work has led her to the moment she has spent years preparing for: graduating in May with her doctorate.

Once this girl started with the drugs, she could not stop. As soon as she tried the first drug, it lead to all of the other drugs and things that she did. Her first time doing the drug was an accident, and she did not know, but she made the wrong choice in continuing to do them. She said it gave her a feeling of belonging and love that she had never felt before. If her parents or her close friends had paid more attention to her, then some of the events that happened would not have happened. Her heavy drug use lead to her runaway from home to the streets, involvement in crime, her prostitution, and her visit to the insane asylum. She found a "best friend" (Chris) - one that would give her drugs - and they decided to runaway and leave their family and friends to start their own shop in San Francisco. They thought they could not handle their parents telling them what is right and what is wrong, but that is what they needed to hear. They were naive in thinking they could live their lives alone without any rules or any authority.

God allowed me into the world on the day of November 26, 1997, as Kierra Brittany Brossette. I was born in the city of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I am a mere simpleton in society, I do not participate in any activities that pertains to the advancement of one’s physical self; however, I do participate in the school’s step team, Red Storm, which this year will be my third year of being a member of the team. Many would categorize me as “weird”, because I do not participate nor think on the level of an average teenager, my mom raised me based off the aspects of wisdom. My interests are sociology the science of society also, fashion. Fashion is a concept that allows me to convey my interests that pertains to anything dealing with the aspects of the nineties and eighties. I internally believe that I was born in the wrong generation; my heart and soul do not belong in the time frame. Recently, I’ve started my first job as a bookstore clerk at Lone Star Cyfair Community College; working Monday through Thursday, and Saturdays. I love it, it’s a simply job that does not require much as a beginner.

Krak I heard a ball pound of a bat. I also heard cross charing and parents yelling it was loud. Then I saw my couch he said, “you must be Dylan.” I said,”yes” Then a kid said, “do you want to play catch” I said “shear” Then we walked on the field and played catch then more and more people showed up. Then we scrimmaged. It was the last inning the sun was getting low I was up i had butterflies in my stomach. I had a runner on second it was tied 2 to 2 a dubel I was so happy the runner on second scored we won. After that we went to mcdonalds and had i cream finally we went back home I have always not liked baseball but this your I think I will like it.

"I never been to fund of being around a lot of females, so it took me a few days to warm up to the idea of being in an all-female group. However, Shana made sure everyone felt comfortable sharing and supporting each other in the Master Mind. With the encouragement of the ladies in the group and exposure to Shana's circle, I am now more focused than ever to re-launch DK3Travel Agency. I am continuingly working on overcome those fears that I was able to identify in the circle that were keeping me from showing up. Shana truly wants to see us WIN! I am so happy I accepted the invited to

In high school, I always had issues being punctual. It was the product of staying up late watching random videos off YouTube and waking up at 5AM to catch the public bus. My lateness crept into my homework and my school attendance; there was no stopping me. Eventually, my school’s administration asserted that I’d receive detention should I arrive late once more. Despite my greatest adherence, I slept in one day and woke up 30 minutes past my alarm the following day. I quickly scrubbed my teeth and threw on some clothes in an effort to catch the bus before it was too late, but by the time I was outside, I was eating its dust. “Woe is me” I thought to myself, yet realized thereafter that I could intercept the bus at Hialeah Station, the train

It was a cold, rainy day in London, 1988. The Justice League Europe was out fighting yet another mystical being, and I was getting a chance to see the JLE in action for the first time being that I was a close friend of Power Girl aka Kara Zor-L. Kara was a very stunning woman; short, platinum blond hair, bright blue eyes, and powers equal to that of Superman, whom would be fighting with her today. I’ll admit it, I was jealous of there willingness to risk there lives daily.

Dear Diary… my new friend. Shall I call you “friend” from now on? Yes I will.

When my sister hit her teenage years, she hit a slippery slope of partying and drugs. Our family went through some hardships with Jelly’s drug and alcohol addiction. Jail time, drug rehab, in and out patient; however, my mother and I stood by Jelly’s side through it all. We were working on mending our family wounds when it happened. An old love and drug buddy of my mothers, Jeff, had kept in contact with her over the years. Still a frequent drug user, Jeff somehow convinced my mother to let him move in with us. Jeff was not just a drug addict; he was a thief, a liar, and a woman beater, as we would soon find out.