Skeleton Creek +3 more books

• Skeleton Creek: Ryan’s Journal (185 Pages)
• Ghost in the Machine: Ryan’s Journal (205 Pages)
• The Crossbones: Ryan’s Journal (210 Pages)
• The Raven: Ryan’s Journal 232 Page)

The Author: Patrick Carman 

I recently finished the collection and I’d be more than happy to share my thoughts. The thing is, if you don’t read the first book then the description of the other three books may be a spoiler for you.

I will not spoil the whole book but I will at least talk about the beginnings of each book.

BOOK #1
In the first book the main character Ryan McCray and his best friend Sarah Fincher are extremely curious of their mysterious small town, Skeleton Creek. As their curiosity builds up they began to do research on why the town was named Skeleton Creek and the mining history withing the town years before. They even looked through old newspapers to find out some information that might be useful to them. What they did find out online, was that there was incident on the New York Gold and Silver lawsuit that vanished after 1985. The incident was about a miner Joe Bush who died around that time, and some people in the town believe that the ghost of Old Joe Bush haunt that very dredge.

But then that makes you think, Don’t usually spirits hang around when they have unfinished business or when they cannot leave in peace?

[SPOILER ALERT AHEAD] THERE IS NO END!

BOOK #2

In the beginning Ryan asks himself “Am I really doing this?” he was becoming paranoid that Sarah was taking too long in the dredge. One night when Ryan was asleep he claims that there may be a chance that you wrote down some names on his wall over his bed, but does not recall writing them. His dad begins to question him on why he did it, but Ryan does not admit to it at that moment. Ryan has a list of all the people that may be a part of the mystery that him and Sarah are trying to solve, and as they start finding out more information he starts cussing out the names of the people who are no longer suspicious to them. After a while him and Sarah were not allowed to see each other after the incident where Ryan had fallen and broken his leg.  they didn’t even want to risk emailing each other because both their parents were watching over them like hawks. They even began to write each other letters and placing those letters in the secret place where only they knew, since they were kids.

BOOK #3

“Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean people aren’t really out to get you.”

• This is my favorite quote out of the collection, because as I read that, I started to get paranoid myself; and my dad suddenly bust in my room. My immediate reaction was to grab what ever was near me and throw it at the door. He was lucky I missed because I was really into the book and it’s not the first time he tries to scared me, even watching a horror movie he’d try his own jump scare.

Ryan and Sarah How to save the town by solving a part of the mystery. Finding the gold was the reward that the town got, but the gold that Ryan was able to keep himself was in the bank and wish she could not touch it until he turned 18. Sarah’s pants thought it was a great opportunity when they receive their part of the money as a ticket to get out of Skeleton Creek. When Sarah moved out their friendship began to crumble, in their messages it went from essays to paragraphs and suddenly into sentences from here and there. One day she emailed Ryan telling him the great opportunity of her being accepted into a summer film school at UCLA It’s on the email was “get out or get dead”, of course Ryan was happy to hear the news but at the same time he felt it was an ending as well.

Ryan then mentions an envelope that was in the video and which Sarah recorded. That envelope was a question to everyone of what happened to it and where did it go since it had disappeared and no one claims to have seen it after the video. Of course Ryan kept it. What was inside was extremely unique it seems like a puzzle of mysteries that are not yet solved. That envelope was a new start to another mystery with our favorite Detectives Ryan McCray  and Sarah Fincher.

BOOK #4

Ryan and his dad decide to leave Skeleton Creek early in the morning in order to get away as far as possible from the craziness of their town. Their phone had been ringing constantly to interview Ryan for his accomplishments on saving the town.  First finding the gold on the dredge then discovering the missing Jefferson Library but no one knew that Sarah was a big part of the solve the mystery. Then again, if he had revealed that she was a part of it, he would risk her parents finding out and never trusting her again. Since she was the one who went from place to place to find the missing tapes when she was supposed to be focusing on her filming project.  Ryan then here’s a chopping from outside and believed it was his dad at first but finding out that it wasn’t him at all.  he went out to the woods to see what it was that  he had heard.  he sees a hooded figure who was close enough to hit him with an axe and said, “ storms coming”, “Gonna to be a big one”, “Dangerous, not like the ones before.” “ Better take cover,”  without even realizing Ryan said absolutely nothing but he did record what happened. Ryan kept thinking about the possibility of that man being The Raven. Ryan then have to send a copy to Sarah of another mystery puzzle it seems that the case is still open. there are secrets and Mysteries that have yet to be discovered.

There are also videos to a website that Sarah Fincher created, throughout the book it gives you passwords to her website of certain videos that flow with story. As you are reading you will be able to watch a video of their encounter on certain events. If you would like to see the videos I will provide all the passwords to  her website for each book.

I would truly recommend reading the collection, the funny thing is I had this collection since elementary school and buying them at the book fair, but at the time I wasn’t interested in reading those types of books.

Rating this book is the easiest thing I have so of course I’m going to give it 5 stars.

sarahfincher.com 

PASSWORDS:

[Skeleton Creek]

• HOUSEOFUSHER
• THERAVEN
• PITANDPENDULUM
• AMONTILLADO
• DRJEKYLLANDMRHYDE
• PETERQUINT
• LUCYWESTENRA
• MILTONARBOGAST
• TANGINABARRONS

[Ghost In The Machine]

• JACKTORRANCE
• CASTLEOFOTRANTO
• CARLKOLCHAK
• IMATSCHOOL
• MARYSHELLEY
• THEANCIENTMARINER
• GEORGELUTZ
• FATHERARISTEUS
• NEWYORKGOLDANDSILVER

[The Crossbones]

• MRSVEAL
• FACEINTHEMIRROR
• THELADYINWHITE
• SLAM
• HALLOFMIRRORS
• RAINSFORD
• MAGIC8BALL
• MISTERSMITHERS

[The Raven]

• MELANIEDANIELS
• EDWINDROOD
• FORTUNATO
• OSIRIS
• SPOOKSVILLE
• THEREDROOM1849
• THECLAUSE
• RESTINPEACE

 

[WC 1198]

Quick update…: Skeleton Creek Collection & A Slice of Life: [Monday]: “The look”

Today I am finishing up my selection of the Skeleton Creek books by Patrick Carman, I have four books by the names of

• Skeleton Creek Ryan’s Journal (185 pages)
• Ghost in the Machine Ryan’s Journal (205 pages)
• Skeleton Creek The Crossbones Ryan’s Journal (210 pages)
• Skeleton Creek The Raven Ryan’s Journal (232 pages)

I remember buying these books at a book fair in my school, when I was in elementary.  I begged my mom to buy me the collection and I promised her I’d read a collection so that it wouldn’t be a waste of money.  And 7 years later I have finished the collection that my mother has bought me.  Although she doesn’t know whether or not I read the books, in my little heart I know that it was worth it because I absolutely love this collection.

The mini summary of these books are about a boy named Ryan McCray and Sarah Fincher who are trying to solve the biggest mystery in their town on their own. It all started with the name of the town and how it got its name, and the mystery and the history of the mining in an old dredge. The problems escalate as they get deeper into discovering the truth as if the truth does not want to be found. The question is why has it been hidden for so long?

I will be more than happy to tell you more about the book and one of my upcoming blogs.

Other than that last night I prepared a delicious meal for me to eat today after my English class.  well… it did come with a little price. Since I was cooking around 12:30 in the morning I made quite some noise and woke my mom up. She was already sleeping she was cranky, and she had asked why I was making some broccoli at this time. The dumbest answer I could ever give her at this moment was “so that it can go with my rice.”

{the meal I had prepared}

After she gave me the mom look ( which I’m pretty sure the majority of us know that look), I explained to her that I was trying to make my food in the night instead of the morning so that I have food during lunch instead of waiting till dinner.  I wake up around 6 am to leave the house by 7:20 and being able to get to school by 9 where my class starts at 9:45. So sometimes I wake up a little late and I am rushing through things and I forget about my food so sometimes I end up either having to buy food or just not eat and wait till seven or eight to eat that same day.

{WC 458]

Slice Of Life: [Tuesday] : Boring Day

Today was a pretty chill day, I can’t really say that anything exciting happened. Leave it in the bus, they were pretty calm rides. I was going to read the book, “Dawn” by  Octavia Butler but I really got into watching Netflix instead. I was pretty sad because I had finished my series and I really want to watch more. Unless someone has any other request for TV shows or movies I’d be glad to look into them and probably give him a chance to watch.

Although today I did get a chance to get back my scores from my second exam in math and it was a 92 out of 100. So I was at least happy about that, sadly that was the only exciting part in math.

As soon as I got home I was extremely happy to see him my baby Max, especially after a tiring day I just needed someone to cheer me up, and he was the one to do it. As I was doing my homework he was just lying down next to me and relaxing in my mom’s room where the air conditioning was at. So of course he liked the fresh air.

A few minutes after I took the picture for some reason he got an invisible invitation to the spot next to me on the bed.  which was pretty funny because you didn’t care whether my papers were there or not you just jumped over them and sat on them and made himself comfortable by taking a nap on top of my paper. I didn’t mind because I was rewriting some knows anyways but I just found it adorable because he never lets me do my homework in peace. I had gotten hungry and brought some food with me and I also brought him some apples because those are his favorite especially the green ones. I was able to finish my homework.

Unfortunately for me, I still have yet to make an appointment at the DMV to get a new ID card since I lost my other one recently, and without my  California ID card, I won’t be able to Cashing my check and when I finish up doing all those tasks, then I will be able to get a new phone since my phone has been lagging a lot and I had recently cracked my screen. But for now I just need to make an appointment to get a new ID card.

[WC 412]

 

A Slice Of Life: [Sunday]:

Today in the morning my mom really wanted to go to the store to buy my sister a sweater for school. We are almost always going to the store for my little sister because she ends up ripping her clothes whether she’s running and she slides or somehow a rip just magically appears on her sweater.  We took a while because my sister is more of a tomboy than a girly girl so she would not want anything that has pink or looks too girly for her. While the other one who is 4 likes anything pink sound of pink baseball looking shirt with the picture of Moana  on the front, and she just had to have it. My seven-year-old sister ended up getting two types of sweaters both which are grey, while I ended up getting a pair of sandals because in the morning Max had somehow ripped my other sandals.

As we were going home, we ended up stopping by the Northgate Market to get some cream and some napkins and my mom wanted bread with cream and pineapple filling inside. As we were at the store she had asked if my boyfriend was coming today and I told her yes but he usually comes around 2 and the afternoon and it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. So she just suggested for him to meet us back at the house while we get things ready.

When my boyfriend got there we just had a small talk about what we’ve been going through and for some reason we kept laughing throughout the conversation knowing that it was a serious topic. but unfortunately I cannot stay mad at him and clearly he cannot stay mad at me so we just try to get through the conversation and go back to being normal. he was helping me put away my clothes because before we left to the store I was putting my clothes away after doing laundry. My room look like it was hit by tornado because I had my clothes everywhere trying to separate and organize my closet. I’m the type of person where I need all shirts to be together, all my sweaters, tank tops, pajama pants, jeans, leggings, and even my workout clothes; and to top off that urge to be organized I even have to have it recorded. And I know I don’t have ADHD but if I don’t have my things a certain way and it looks messy then I just stopped caring how it looks I like pile my clothes or like just shove my clothes anywhere. I doubt that I have ADHD.

Other than that we just played with Max since he enjoys both our company especially when we are together, watched a couple movies with some snacks on the side and even cuddled a little, although I did end up falling asleep since he kept playing with my hair while I was lying down on him and even made some tacos to eat to end the night.

[WC 506]

A Slice Of Life: [Saturday]: Quinceañera

Today I can honestly say I did not feel like doing anything. Besides getting my homework done and getting it out of the way I just wanted to have a lazy Saturday. Then I suddenly hear from my mom that we have a quinceanera to go to. Although I do love to go to parties and have fun, this was just not the day to tell me that we have a party to go to. I honestly didn’t even know the birthday girl that well, I mean I barely even knew her family.

We were getting ready and I was trying to finish most of my homework. My mom had told me that we would be heading over there at 6 and coming back around 9 just because they were celebrating at a park and it would get too cold quickly especially for my sisters. But of course plans change, so we ended up leaving around 7:30 and came back home around 10.

The park was located in Marina del Rey.

We ate tacos. Well… I ate tacos de Asada, con chile verde, onions and cilantro with lime to top it off. My drink was a nice cold cup of Horchata.

After about 40 minutes of enjoy my meal, my sister’s really wanted to play outside on the grass, but it was too dark for them to be alone. So of course I volunteered to watch over them as they play since the party was really boring. The reason why I say the party was boring was because when we got there the host of the party wasn’t even at her own party. When we asked where she was to give her her gift her mom had said that she left with some friends an hour ago. She had returned around 8:30 ish and that’s when they were already finishing. The cake was already being blown out and she was and a way of saying goodbye to her friends. And they were all enjoying a little bit of music for themselves of course.

My parents were talking to their adult friends and of course they take forever to say goodbye. The only thing that was really worried about  tonight was my boyfriend because he had recently got in an argument with one of his family members and that person had kicked them out for the night.

[WC 398]

Slice Of Life: [Thursday] : Balanced

In the morning I woke up extremely upset, only because last night I slept at 3 and had to wake up before 7. I barely had time to get dressed, to make my food, and to make sure my homework was in my binder .  I was able to take ceviche as my lunch, and of course being who I am I took a bottle of Tapatio with me, I also took this drink called Electrolit, and around three tostadas which I tried to protect all day and still broke little pieces off. I didn’t even have time to eat breakfast in the morning so I took a red cup ziplock bag of cereal and a water bottle filled with milk, oh and my spoon from Yogurtland.

Even in the bus it was pretty calm, I was able to finish my assigned reading for Dawn which wasn’t a lot.

When I got to school I was able to prepare my cup of cereal and eat it within the 20 minutes that I had before class started. Then I walked to my classroom and entered. The only thing we had to do during class was to read some pages, make an outline for each paragraph, follow our reading tasks (which everyone has a different task), my reading passed today was the connector which is to make a connection with each paragraph. Then we have to answer some questions about the article.  Our professor let us listening to music while we work, but of course I didn’t listen to music the whole time within the 20 minutes I decided to pull up Netflix and put Pokemon: XY.  I’m still a child by heart. After the time was up we were allowed to leave and me and a friend headed out to lunch. Of course she laugh at the fact that I had a Tapatio bottle, and I was happy that I made her laugh with my stories of my past and some bus experiences.

Then I headed out to my math class, where I had my second exam today.  and I can say that I am positive that I did very well on it. 

As I waited for the bus I started craving ICEE and chips, but I was trying to cut off junk food for a while so it was a bit of torture. I caved in and went to go buy it.  I got the cherry flavored ICEE  and a bag of chili lemon flavored Lays. The ride home was even calm I’m relaxing to the point where I started feeling sleepy. about an hour and 40 minutes later I was home. I went straight to my brother’s room since he has his own apartment near his school.  and started doing some homework, but I got a little too comfortable and fell asleep for about 2 hours.  I woke up and I tried to do my blog, but good night and hopefully everyone had a good day and if not then make it a good tomorrow and you repeat the cycle.

[WC 504]

A Slice Of Life: [Wednesday] : Bus Adventures

Today I woke up pretty early, I woke up around 8 a.m. so that I have time to pack up my backpack and make some food and had time to even take a nice warm shower to wake me up a bit since I slept past two last night. I got the bus around 9 almost 10 and headed to school even though my class started at 2 in the afternoon. The reason why I went to school early was because today was the day I had my club, which is every Wednesdays from 12:20 to 1:05 p.m., and just in case you don’t get why I have to go 2 hours earlier it’s because I have to take 3 buses in order to get to school since I live in South Central LA.

You can never say that a bus ride is always boring especially when you experience things like I did today. As I was going to school I was able to witness a person with schizophrenia. You might be asking how do I know that this individual had schizophrenia, it was because of the signs he was showing off. He was in the back of the bus alone talking on what I thought was a phone. He was responding to certain questions and getting extremely upset and every 2 to 5 minutes he would talk about something else. One moment he was talking about how she had a lot of money in the bank and that the US took advantage of that. Then he talked about how a man named Jason owed him $10. Then went straight into another conversation about a girl named Christina and how mad he was at her because she was supposed to call him. After telling him that she was going to, “ make love to him”, and basically mocked her voice when he said,” and Christina over here telling me, ‘Oh yeah I will make love to you tonight’, I’m still waiting on that call Christina!” Finally we’re getting close to my stop and apparently his, we got off and he went his so-called phone screaming at it saying “ I know you’re stalking me so just get out, stop stalking me, and stop telling me what to do you don’t control me.”  As he was saying that, I took a quick look at him to find out that he was talking into a rock. At this point I started putting the pieces together and I knew either he was delusional or he just has schizophrenia especially since he got paranoid when people walked beside him as if he was scared of something.

After that little adventure I went to the building where my club was being held at and started getting ready to do my warm ups and by the way if I haven’t told you what my club was, it’s Kickboxing.  After four rounds of warming up my Coach wanted me to spar with him, but I got a little shy because I usually don’t spar with anyone I just hit to hit. I noticed that my left arm was a lot weaker than my right and so I made a note to myself to practice with it. Other than that he said I did a good job and I was happy and sweaty.

That was not my whole day but that’s only because after the club I had just had classes and then went home on the two-hour bus again so I got home 7:40 p.m.. I started watching Netflix while doing my homework,  which is not the best idea, but I can’t stand doing my homework without any background noise.

I don’t know if I’m the only one but I doubt it.

 

[WC 612]

The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-time Indian

Author: Sherman Alexie

The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-time Indian

The narrator, Junior, let’s us know that he is a hydrocephalic, where in the first chapter he advises us that he was born with water on the brain. Junior then talks about Oscar, a mans best friend who was shot by his father because their family is too poor to afford veterinary care which of course makes Junior extremely devastated. He then introduces us to his best friend Rowdy who is an angry boy who would fight anything and everything that upsets him. Although he does have a soft sport for Junior on another level. Rowdy is a lot closer with Junior’s family since the relationship with his own parents is more on the abusive side, where Rowdy’s dad would get drunk and start hitting Rowdy or his wife. 

Junior (the characters second name) explains how being poor sucks and how starving wasn’t the worst thing he has to go through. He tells us what he went through when his own dog Oscar suddenly became ill, and the family couldn’t afford to take Oscar to the vet, and so they asked Junior to take him outside to end his sufferings. Junior’s dad gets his rifle and… well you know how this ends for Oscar. 

To be completely honest with you, I can say I really enjoyed the book “ The absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian” I am really fascinated by the structure on how the story is written. The fact that there were no points where the truth wasn’t really being told, and what I mean by that is that the character Junior/ Arnold did not sweet and things up to make them something that they are not. Where he tells the story exactly how it happened and not try to make the situation pretty because if he did you wouldn’t feel what he felt in that moment. Those small little details that he describes in each paragraph either make you connect on a personal level and make you question certain things.

Some people may not get the humor that the character portrays, but for me it’s the type of humor that I grew up with, because of the majority of my friends, play around like that.  Yes, there are some inappropriate comments when reading the book, but either you laugh about it and act childish or you laugh about it and understand the connection he is trying to make.

There were even times in the book that actually made me feel bad, I cried because of the things that he went through, either I connected and felt what he felt in the past or maybe it was the way he told the story the made me feel the need to be emotional. 

One thing about me is that I do not like to show much emotion two others, usually cram all my sadness and push it to the side to deal with later. I find it weak when I cry,  which is exactly how Arnold feels when he cries.

 

‘“You’re just being stupid,” he said.

“What’s so stupid about it?”

“Dawn doesn’t give a shit about you,” he said.

And that made me cry. Man, I’ve always cry too easily. I cry when I’m happy or sad. I cry when I’m angry. I cry because I’m crying. It’s weak. It’s the opposite of warrior.”’

That’s how I see it too when I cry I feel weak I feel that I let things get to me too easy so I wipe off my tears and go straight to playing defense. For the things that I went through in my past, I wasn’t going to let anything hurt me that easy when it takes me so long just to be happy.

I would definitely recommend this book to anyone who is open-minded about these kind of books. It brings all sorts of emotions crashing in together not knowing how you should feel but feeling what you do feel that that moment you are reading the text.

 [WC 666]

A Slice of Life: [Monday] : Atrocious

Today I first woke up at 6:30 am, then went back to sleep and woke up at around 7 am and stayed up. I prepared my backpack and changed from my PJs to regular clothes. Then I play some music on my speakers to start out the morning in a positive way, I went to prepare my lunch and at this time nobody is usually home, so I play my music so loud that my whole house was just jamming to the beat of the music that I felt the vibration of happiness. That’s something coming from someone who is not a morning person. And let me assure you when I say I am not a morning person don’t test me out just believe me. The only thing I was in the mood for breakfast was a bowl of cereal in which my mom hates because she does not consider that breakfast, but I still eat it anyways. I had Honey Nut Cheerios while I was fixing my face to be ready by the time I needed to catch the bus.

When I was done with breakfast and preparing my things I went outside and took my dog out so he can have a little bit of fun before he’s left alone for about an hour until my dad comes back from dropping off my sisters. He is extremely spoiled once he gets bored of playing with 1 toy he’ll want another one and you can’t trick him because he would lose interest fast.

As I was leaving I put my music on wearing my earphones and started heading out to the first bus stop.

I waited there for about 7 minutes and got on, the ride was about 20 to 30 minutes to get to my second location for the other bus stop. During those 20 minutes I decided to read a book while listening to a little bit of music at the same time. As I am reading I do check my phone from time to time to see if anyone messages me and of course I respond and keep the conversation going. The thing about me is that if we are texting I will try to keep the conversation going but if you show me that you’re not interested I will end the conversation there.

As I walked to my second bus stop I waited there for about 15 minutes. On that bus stop, there was an older lady next to me standing and frustrated. The reason for her frustration was because she had told me that there has been 2 buses already that passed her because of the three trucks that were blocking the pole for the sign of the bus stop. She said she had told them more than three times to not block it yet they still don’t move the trucks. So as we saw the bus coming our way she immediately gave up and said I’ll just wait for the other because the trucks were probably going to pass us again. So of course I didn’t want to be late to school, so I stepped off the curb and walked a little forward so that the bus can see me and waved my hand.  The bus driver saw me and immediately honked at the trucks so that they can move in order for us to go in. During those 40 minutes for the third bus stop that I usually take and continued reading, It was more of a calmer ride.

Finally I was waiting for the third bus and so I sat down next to a lady and a man, which at first I was not paying attention to their conversation since I was hearing music I didn’t hear as much but I started to put my volume down when I noticed his volume go up. I noticed that he was  yelling about how about how women nowadays just want men with money and cars and a house and I was trying to ignore it because maybe it was just his past. What confused me was a he was saying that to the woman in front of him which was probably his wife because he kept calling her my love. I was still trying to keep out of the conversation so I was just observing and listening he started walking around and suddenly he walked up to her and continued being mad at the world and punched her shoulder.

At this point I was beyond pissed, I don’t like the fact that a man would just hit a woman in front of a kid. ( yes I still consider myself as a kid even though I’m 18).  At this point I could not just sit there and say nothing or do nothing so I turned around and asked her if she was okay. She claimed to be fine but I knew she was hurt emotionally, but she also said she had it under control.

But did she really?

He came walking back toward her and looked at me and said, “it’s fine I’m just mad because of my experience” he said it in Spanish. He then turned around and said, “F this place I want to go back to my home, who the F said I need these papers F these papers.” And a lot more I shouldn’t say because more than half those words that came out of his mouth is just shocking even for a teen. I told him to never hit a woman like that, doesn’t matter who you are doesn’t matter what she does you never place your hand on her. He kept trying to justify his actions by saying, “you’re too young you don’t know what I’ve been through I lived in three other places and I’ve been through so much crap.”  I didn’t care at this point what bothered me was that he was a grown man yelling at the world for something he has gone through, as if he had it worse? He kept repeating, “you’re young you still have a lot to look forward to you haven’t experienced the s*** I’ve been through”  I said “no I have not experienced what you’ve gone through and I hope I won’t, but I’ve been through things that a teen is not supposed to go through but you don’t see me throwing punches and kicks at anyone who gets in my way; frustrated because I didn’t get the easy path.”He said, “why didn’t you just let me be.” I asked him “how was letting you be going to help anyone? Trust me if your wife would have just ”let you be”  you could have been walking away out of anger not knowing your surroundings gotten hit by a car or something, I mean yeah you would feel a lot of pain if you were still conscious, but your wife would have an impact too.. Why?, because she let you walk away since you wanted her to leave it the way it was.” Then the man said, “you wouldn’t understand that I have been tricked so many times in my past–”  before he could finish the sentence I interrupted, “ you know what’s amazing about the past? is that it happened already, you can’t change it but you can learn from it and you learn from it by moving on and avoiding those mistakes again. So you comparing all women to be the same and taking advantage of you, you’re just reliving your own pass you’re making it more difficult to clear a path for you to be happy on. And stop using that excuse of yeah it’s because you’re young. It doesn’t matter how old you are, what matters is how you handle it.”  I told him a story about my friend who used to be my best friend who could possibly be in a hospital somewhere or even dead, why because I let her live her own life the way she wanted to, I understand that I have no control of how a person should live their life, but she was important to me and I let her walk out of my life so quickly that till this day it still hurts to hear her name.

After 20 minutes into the conversation the bus finally came and we got on the nice lady set next to me and the man said on the other side of the bus. She asked me for directions and then ask me about school and what my major was and thanking me for calming him down.

And then noticed that this whole time the man was already drunk before 12 in the afternoon, the reason I noticed barely was because he got up and sat in front of us, turned around and thank me, as he turned around the smell was extremely strong.

I was starting to calm down myself, when suddenly another comment bursted out of his mouth directing it to his wife, he said, “ that woman sitting next to you is fat and ugly but I still love her with all my heart”  from this moment I slammed my book I looked at that man in the eye and said, “ no you don’t ever disrespect a woman by insulting her, you don’t get to say that someone is fat or that someone is ugly or that someone’s not smart enough no matter who that person is. So either you can look for other words to describe this beautiful woman inside and out you don’t deserve someone who’s willing to stick by your side after all the b******* you put her through. How would you like it if she went walking around telling everyone you know that Fat drunk old guy sitting right there, yeah I still love him, you have no idea what it’s like to be called those names so many times that even you start to accept it, so look for other words I don’t ever want to hear you say that again because if I was her this day would have never happened because I would have left your ass a long time ago.”

Right here you can tell that I had lost my temper, in that sentence you can learn a little bit about me. I was an angry child back then and I hated that person; so I did everything and anything to get away from that person and be who I am now. I got up I walked out of the bus. I couldn’t tell if I was happy, proud, sad, disappointed,  I don’t know what I was feeling at the moment. All I did was question myself, was it right that I jumped into their conversation?

That was all in the morning.

I wish that woman a happy life.

[WC 1804]

A Slice of Life: [Sunday] : Mole Festival

Today I was able to go to “La Feria De Los Moles”, with my whole family. I can tell you that it was absolutely delightful, except for the heat of the sun of course. It was located in downtown and we were there for about two hours. There was live music and wish my dad really enjoyed and was so thrilled that he took out his phone and started going live on Facebook to show his friend, I mean why not right? 

As we were watching the live music my two little sisters wanted ice cream and so we went to one of the stands where they were selling Nieve de Garrafa. We all enjoys those types of ice cream and so we bought some. My mom got lime flavored and my sisters and older brother got vanilla and I got mango I really really enjoyed the mango especially since it was my first time trying it.

After that we went to a different stand to try the samples of mole to taste the differences and I can personally say that it was not my favorite since we only tried mole with beans and a tostada.

In case you are not familiar with the name … here is a picture from google… the others I took myself. 

Other than that my mom and I went to a stand where they were giving free things and so we went for the free stuffs and showed off to the rest of family and of course they followed.

That was the best part of my day, I enjoy spending time with my family from time to time, but then there are other times where I just need a little break.  I’ll still love them no matter what.

After this event we went to my dads uncles house to have dinner there instead of staying at the festival since there were no places to sit anyways. My feet were absolutely tired then again I brought regular shoes instead of my running shoes, knowing I was going to walk for a while.

[WC 346]