a picture is worth a thousand words

This is a picture of us im the dad and we were really happy on the day of this picture but we didnt look at all like this a few months ago we were just a poor family in the city my family barely had clothes and we didnt have food to eat most of the time it was a really hard time for us we could barely pay the landlord the money to live where we did.



i worked and so did my wife togethere we made $600 every 2 weeks the landlord took about $450 because there were many people living there it was me, my wife, my kids rick, abigail, and the youngest mario, and my mom or my kids grandma she was old we supported her she was too old too work and she just stayed in the house. everyday i would wake up early and go to work i hated my life it was mostly work and i had nothing to do after just chores my kids, my wife, and my mom were really tired of that life so i told them we were going to save up money to get a house and farm at first they didnt like the idea but they turned to like it.



I started working 2 jobs it was hard work but it was going to pay off sooner or later i barely got to see my kids or my wife but it gave me that boost i needed to get money so i could get close to buying my togethere me and my wife were making $850 every 2 weeks it was good i started saving about $200 every pay check it was really good for me the house i wanted was $2000 i would need to work harder to get there i also needed to get atleast $1000 more so i could buy things to farm. my wife started to work 2 jobs too and we made $1000 and now i saved $400 it was good i was tired and things started getting harder but i just pulled thrue it. My kids didnt like us working so much we didnt get to see our kids as much it was getting harder but i getting to my goal i decided to save up $4000 and i had $3600 now two more weeks i thought and i was correct i made it too that amount of money i quit my jobs and so did my wife we were so happy and we started talking about our new lives we were almost as happy as in that picture.



we packed our things our kids were happy and we were on the road to our new life it was an adventure it was fun we took a train it cost us $80 for all of us and we made to our new house in north dekota we bought some animals like 2 pigs a boy and girl so they could make babies and i could get more and i did the same thing for all my animals i got 2 horse boy and a girl and i got a roster and a hen it worked out pretty good my family had alot of food and we sold things too the market closest to us we saved up alot of money and we bought a new device invented it was called a camera and we took a picture togethere we were all happy and that is the picture you see now we are living the best way we can and this picture will show it the horse that is there is pregnant and my family is eating with my dog bingo and my horse secret they are really nice animals im in the corner of the picture because as you can see my kid was eating too much and then he told me to get him some cereal.

PET PEEVES

1. I hate it when my mom confuses me with my brother jorge.

2. I hate it when my younger sis follows me around.

3. When people copy things that you do and make fun of you.

4. I hate when people push other people around and think its funny or cool.

5. I hate it when my nephfiu goes thrue my stuff.

6. When im at my dads house and his ladys kid runs around and just acts annoying.

7. I hate when im at my cousin's house that lives downstairs from me and when im there he just falls asleep.

8. I hate when i go out and my older sister comes up to me and looks at my eyes like if i did something

9. I hate when people fall asleep in the movies.

10. When people try to act tough when they arent.

11. I hate when people make fun of people.

12. I hate when your friends leave you to go with someone else.

13. i hate when my older sis tells me that im introuble for somethings i didnt do.

14. I hate when teachers try to scare you its just dumb

15. When my mom screams at me for no reason.

16. When all my sisters and my mom try to talk to me about drugs and if i do them or drink.

17. I hate when people act like something that they arent.

18. I hate rumors.

19. When people start fights.

20. I hate when people throw away their life like for gangs.

21. When people tell you that you cant do something.

22. When people judge you.

23. someone thinks your weird or strange when they dont even know you.

24. I hate when older kids make fun of younger kids about what they do.

25. Mothers that hit their kids in public why cant they do that in their house or something.

The secret

it was my best friends deepest, darkest secret it would be a hard one to keep. i know my friend since i was litle like 5 years old his name is luke and he told me one of his deepest darkest secret he told me that he was doing drugs and was a gangbanger he told me not to tell anyone even if something bad was happening i tried to keep my promise and i did. He told me that almost everyone knew he was a gangbanger and it didnt matter if i told some of my friends that he was. his mom and my mom are very close and he told me that his mom shouldnt know about that. He started slacking off and he told me that he was getting almost all f's i told him he should get out of that stuff and he said that he was already in too deep i told him no you could get out but he just said no and he kept on doing drugs he became a drug attic but i didnt think i could do anything i told him that i wasnt going to tell his anyone and i couldnt tell his mom it felt like there was nothing that i could do. his mom was a women that let him do almost anything and he wouldnt get grounded and if he did then he could do anything he wanted. I tried to talk to him to stop it and not do those things because it was going to mess him up but he didnt listen to me i told him to quit it because he is a person that i have known for the longest and i dont want anything to happen to him but he still didnt listen to me i had no other choice. I told my mom about it so she could tell his mom and i told her about the drug abuse he was doing and the gang he was in and she said that it was messed up and she was going to tell his mom and she did when she told his mom she told my mom that she was going to do something about it i was happy because maybe now he could deal with his problems i just hope that i said it on time and i hoped that he would want to talk to me. One day he told me that i was snitch and that he didnt trust but i didnt mind because he fixed his life but i did care because he didnt want to talk to me anymore and i said ok then but a few weeks later he said that it was cool and nothing happen to him but atleast he knows that it wasnt that good of an idea and he quit and he started doing better in school and he got his life back on track. I made the right decision because if i didnt then maybe some bad things would have happen to him i think i made the best decision i could've done.

her mysteroius death

Her death was due to misterious circumstances and i was assigned to the case. It was a dark cloudy day and there was an emergency call from a women she said that she was at her house and someone broke in she was very scared I told her I would be there as quick as possible I called for reinforcements incase it got ugly. I was the first one on the crime scene I got there and the door was open so I pulled out my gun and my flashlight I was a little scared but I kept on going I screamed into the house is their anyone here I didn’t get any response so I proceeded to go more inside. I checked the whole house I couldn’t find anyone but there was one room that I didn’t check and it was the bathroom I thought to myself she must be in here hiding from the maniac that came into her house I went inside and I saw her in the bathtub she was dead. I called for paramedics and when the police got there they were checking the place out I noticed that there was something written in the mirror it said ‘’ hahaha I told you I was going to get you’’ I thought it was written with lipstick but no it was written with her blood. We also found a bloody knife in the alley behind her house.
We found out her name was Lisa Figueroa she was a Hispanic girl she is 22 years old very young to be dead we called her family and told them the terrible news they couldn’t believe it I was thinking to myself I want this case I want to find the man or women that killed this poor innocent girl. She had no felonies she was a person with no bad things done it was like she had nothing to worry about. I told my boss I want this case and I want to do this by myself he said no but I kept on insisting he finally said ok then and I got the case I knew what I was going to do first go see her parents maybe I could find something out about her that her criminal records couldn’t tell me. I went to her parents house I asked them did Lisa have any problems with people they said no she was a pretty good girl she never did anything to hurt anybody she was friendly but that she was in a relationship with this man called Timmy I thought it was funny name but later I found out he was a gang banger nicknamed king he was a huge guy he was 25 years old I thought that maybe he got into an argument with her and sent a hit on her.
I went to visit Timmy or king’s house I took him to the police station for questioning he said that he didn’t commit any crime and that the fight they were having was because of a girl that sent king a text message and Lisa saw it he said she had threatened to break up with him and he got mad so he left. We showed king the knife he said that he didn’t have anything to do with that and I took his finger prints compared them to the knifes they were not a match so I couldn’t keep him in the police station so I let him go. If it wasn’t king then it must have been that lady that sent king a message I thought maybe that king was cheating on this girl with that other girl I needed more clues. I went to see king once more I asked him that he had to take to see that girl that messaged him he refused and said that he wasn’t going to help the police I told him he either took me or I could get him arrested he said he didn’t care he was getting me mad so finally did something unthinkable I put my gun to his head and told him to take me right now he said ok man just don’t shoot me. He took me to her house I went to talk to her I asked her do you know any man named king she said that she did that they were going out I told her you have to come to the police station right now she asked for what and I told her just for a few questions.
We got to the police station and we were parked outside I was sitting in the car with her and she told ok there’s no point in not telling you the truth about the murder I told her ok and when she was about to tell me a car pulled up right next to us and shot her and me I was lucky I survived the attack but she wasn’t she died that’s what the doctor told me about her then I was thinking to myself that it was messed up and that I was so close to solving this case but no I was going to be out of work for a week they told me I could be out for 3 months but I didn’t want to. During that whole week I could only think about what happen to her and I knew the only person that knew that she was either going to confess or she was going to say the person that committed the crime. One day before I was going back on the case I was watching a show were almost the exact same thing happen to them that happen to me they almost found the murderer but the witness was killed they checked her house and found a letter that said that the person that did it and it gave me an idea.I went to see the girls house there was a mess like if someone came into that house to get something or find something if they robbed her then they must have taken her jewelry but probably not any evidence. I found a diary and it said that she knew who did it but it never said who it was I was thinking that she might have the phone here but bad luck for me there wasn’t any type of phone I was starting to think that king was wrong. I went to speak to king again he started to be more self protective and he said that he wasn’t going to help us out anymore because they killed his friend I told him we were going to catch the person that killed her he said ok and he started to work with me to find things. The thing that we couldn’t figure out was that the knife was in the alley and she was in the bathroom and the mirror said hahaha I told you I was going to get you it didn’t make any sense then we went to Lisa’s house it felt weird we heard some noises and then I went to check it out there was a lady and then me and king tried to catch her she then pulled out a gun and shot king I was in disbelief she shot him 6 times and she got me once but in the leg I pulled out my gun too and I shot her I saw who it was it was the girl that supposedly got shot with me I thought anyways. I remembered that it looked like her house was robbed but I never told anyone she tried to get all her stuff she made a mess I thought it was because they robbed her house but no it was her she did all the murder Lisa and king but I don’t want to reveal her identification lets just say she was the girl that felt jealous and because her supposed boyfriend had another girl and the other girl had the same problem but the other girl wasn’t as violent as that one she killed 2 people she died too it was terrible but at least this mystery is solved

Pedro's life story

When he was in the womb he was a baby that kicked me alot it hurted me alot because he would do it constantly. when he was born i was happy because i finally saw the baby that i had been carrying for 9 months i named him Pedro Angel Venegas i got his name from his dad but he got the middle name from his cousin Alex i asked him what he wanted his middle name to be for my child and he said Angel. He was a pretty good kid when he was young he fell off the bed alot one time he was like 1 year old and he was sleeping i left him in the room and went to get something i came back and he wasnt there i was really scared and i was crying then i looked where there was a spot where the bed seperated and i looked down and he was right there and i started laughing and i picked him up and put him on the bed it was pretty funny and he was a really good kid he wouldnt do anything that was real bad. He got into many problems when he was young and his dad wasnt always around so i mostly took care of him most times when he got hurt his dad wouldnt pick up the phone so i would need to find someone to take him or i would just take him walking or on the bus, when he got into one of his worst accidents which he could have died his dad was working and i was home taking care of him then i called his dad i told him to come fast because his son but he didnt want to and Pedro was almost dying at the end he came home took him to the hospital and said that he almost died and they put stiches in him he was a very tough boy because he would get into many accidents and there were many more incidents that were bad like he broke his arm but his sisters were there so they took care. i was working and his sister called me and said Pedro was at the hospital i was really scared because it was during school they said Pedro broke his arm before school i was worried and told them is he okay they said yea but he is in a lot of pain and the Hospital needed my permission so that they could treat him there it was norweigein hospital and the service there is really terrible. When Pedro was a little baby a todler he liked to play around and just be happy a really good and polite kid we would go to the store and he would hold the door for people that came in it was funny sometimes i would be looking for him and he would be by the door opening it for people. once he started getting older he stopped doing that and became a litle bad he would do things that were really bad like throw things at the wall and do other things, he was really good in school like 2-5 and he would A's and B's but then he got into 6th grade and stopped doing some things but he still got pretty good grades he started getting really mad for no reason and start cursing but then he would realize he has just mad and calm down. by the time he was in 7th grade he would get bad grades and then he would get them back up but he wasnt trying hard and he just became more and more mad and i would think he is going to get over it but sometimes he didnt and he would go to sleep mad at everything that was near him and he became a litle bit more disrespectful he wouldnt respect his older sisters or anyone he would curse at them i wanted him to make him stop but i didnt think anything would stop him so i would ground him more and more and he would stop doing that. When he was 5 or 6 years old he would start to go with his cousins for sleep overs and he would have fun and when he 7 years old his brother Jorge went to prison his brother was 15 or 16 he was charged with having drugs i thought he was inoccent but they locked him up either way Pedro was really sad he would cry and say that he wanted to be with his brother and i would say dont worry he will come back tomorrow it would calm him down he was there for 2 years and everyone in the family missed him when he was about to get out they told me that if they wanted they could send him to Mexico but if they wanted he could stay after it was his day to get out Pedro was really happy but then he didnt come out so we asked if he was going to come out and they said NO he is going to Mexico Pedro was crying because his brother wasn't going to come we were all sad but Pedro was the most he didnt stop crying. Pedro is going to become a very good kid if he keeps on doing what he is doing and he is trying harder now and i know he will become a very good person and i hope he does what he told me he is going to do and that is buy me a house so i could retire.