: About Me

My passion is ...

life

I know too much about ...

useless information and failing

My parents always told me ...

you'll thank us when you're older..

My childhood ambition ...

happiness and satisfaction

My favorite memory ...

making snow angels in Flushing Meadows

Why I write ...

It keeps me alive..and my hopes to leave a legacy imprinted on paper

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

My first job ...

Cold-calling for a Mortgage Company

My best moment ...

Getting a second chance at life..

My inspiration ...

the underpriveleged who succeed, minorities who speak up, the powerful who listen

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Dreaming of being a somebody

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I held the butterfly up into the light, studying every detail of her wing, the fine lines that connected to create the beautiful body of such a powerful tiny somebody. I never did join the class in watching the butterflies fly behind their caged walls of "freedom". I was trapped in a dream, walking through a forest carefully capturing the flap of her wing, the sound of her changing the wind and the way the breeze of her perfect movements felt on my chest. Ever since I can remember, I've had the deepest desire to hold the world close to me and make everyone see the value of every living thi...

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