I grew up in inner city Baltimore Maryland. Neither of my parents were or are followers of Christ. They divorced when I was very young. I spent most of my life moving from place to place with my mother and two brothers. I gave up on high school when I failed my freshmen year. I didn’t have a care in the world about anything except my own desires and needs. My mother started to get in trouble with the state of Maryland because I was not old enough to be out of school. She cut me deal by saying if I went to school until I was old enough to drop out, she would sign my drop out papers. So I went back and started in a new school. My first day I met a girl on my bus stop, we became friends and she invited me to her youth group. I was hesitant at
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One night, during the cold winter, I walked along the side walk to reach the local store down the block. As I walked out, before I can realize it, I was dropping down onto the concrete while bullets swiftly passed me. I then began to run back home, but I wanted to keep running. Away from Chicago, away from the west side. Growing up in Chicago, it was easy to assume that there was nothing different beyond the blocks of my streets.
As a young girl, around the age of 10 I lived in the Perry projects with my mother. Previously to moving there I would visit often to see my great-grandmother. When I would visit my grandmother there were not many other people that were African-American. The Commodore Perry Projects had been actually made for white people.
I 'm a laid back guy, who enjoys spending time with my friends, trying new things, and meeting new people. I love living in the city since there 's always something to do. I 'm an engineer and enjoy my job and its challenges; but, I spend all day in an office and by the end of the day I 'd rather go out and have some fun than go straight home and call it a night. I 'm from a military family, so I grew up overseas and lived in the mid-west after college; but I 've always call Maryland home. I love adventures, city life, the Ravens, concerts & festivals, and just hanging out with friends - since it’s more about the company than the event, I’m typically up for anything.
Hey cutie, No, the tigers didn 't get me this time and I called off the engagements I had planned! Ha. I apologize I just am bad at writing emails and don 't get around to doing it till late at night; so it took awhile for it to click. That 's great that your brother is close with your grandmother.
I always knew school was indispensable, but why to this extreme? I wouldn’t understand until years to come. As for my father, he gave probably one of the most important lessons of being human; rich or poor, learned or uneducated, he taught me values, Values that taught me to aim to be a
I thought about writing this long and exaggerated speech about me leaving Maryland but I think I 'll just keep it short and sweet. These past few months people constantly asked me why I wanted to move somewhere I do not know anyone. My response, I know Jesus! No matter where I go I have a friend that is watching over and protecting me. This is a picture of my closet door, in my apartment, at Morgan.
The move back to Maryland was one of the biggest challenges in my life, everything was okay in Ohio until my step dad caused problems with me and my mom. It all started when my mom tried kicking my step dad out of the house for domestic violence. She kicked him out because not only has he fought with my mom, but he and I have fought a few times. Everything seemed fine at first until he kept bringing police officers to our house claiming almost all of our household items were his and he wanted to get them back. Of course the officers eventually weren’t allowing him to keep coming back to bug us about it and told him to go to the court and take the problem to a civil court judge.
Since birth through the age of 15, my life has taken place in Jersey City, New Jersey. Born and raised only 9 blocks away from the hospital I was born in. My family moved to Georgia only 2 years ago, since then many things have changed in our lives. Most of my family still lives in New Jersey and New York so I often go back to visit them.
I learned that I was placed on this earth to discover my own path, and I wouldn’t be happy if I live someone else’s life. Throughout high school I’ve gained confidence in myself, which really helped me a lot to step out of my comfort zone when in a difficult situation. I’ve learned that what I am doing now will effect me later on in life. I only have to worry about what I am doing not what someone else doing because worrying about someone else will not get you any
Growing Up in Birmingham I arrived into this world on May 1st 1998. I was born at St. Vincent's hospital in downtown Birmingham. To say that Birmingham is in my blood would be an understatement. In fact, just about my entire immediate family is from Birmingham. My mother, Susan was born in Birmingham and has lived here all of her life.
Growing up in Detroit Michigan I learned early in life that it is important to strive to do your best. As a child I wondered how life would be once I grew up. Moreover, I dreamed about the destinations that I wanted to travel to, the career that I want to pursue after graduating from college. I knew that the life that my parents lived was not for me.
High school has impacted my life in so many ways. High School taught me so many things, from personal relationships to creating a relationship with my education. As a freshman, I made a huge amount of mistakes and I regret doing foolish things, but I’ve realized, I was only maturing into the young adult I am today. Freshman year, I was out of focus and I was only trying to find myself. I would also prioritize other things and ignore my parent’s advice, where they would tell me to focus in school and give it my full attention.
As foul smoke crowds the air I start to see tolls ahead, excitement crowds my head because what I’ve always dreamed of was a few miles away. The thought of having to pay to get into a city made me realize I am no longer home in my small town. Suddenly I hear horns and yelling they can be heard from miles away “this city is so aggressive” I say to my boyfriend. Next left Verrazano Bridge a sign say’s, cruising at a speed of 15 mph the suspense of seeing skyscrapers and much more await me. Coming over the bridge I see tons of people “so this is what a population of 3 million looks like” I uttered intimidated about how many people there was.