Random Auto-Biography

Elaina Martinez
Professor Boggs
English 03
20 August 2008
Random Auto- Biography

My first kiss was a new beginning to a tragic play with a true drama king that caused tears for half a year.

I love to swim freely in the deep depths of fantasy that engulfs my mind.

I want to make a difference in the world for the greater good, even if it sounds cheesy.
Everyday I daydream of beautiful far off places in the world I will go and all the great people I will meet.

My job will be like no other because it won’t be a job, it will be my dream I’ve built in my mind that was brought to life.

I have loved my dad’s inspirational stories of pain that failures had to endure to become great people.

I have never seen the shimmering lights of a meteor shower against the dark veil of the sky.

My best friend frees me from the curse of the stressful thoughts that eat at my mind.
One of the fears that pushes me to go on and not give up until I have nothing left to give is failure.

Everyday I wonder what will become of me, what’s funny is I am that life is just shaping me to be that person.

I’ve felt the deadly grip of death shock me as I witnessed my sister almost fall through the deep snow.

I’ve heard the crushing crash of a tree falling on my bedroom roof in the deep sleep of my dreams, that morning I went out to play. I saw that what I heard in my dream was nothing short of horrifying. Half of the tree was on the roof of my house.

I watched as my dad’s only father laid on a cold unforgiving bed surrounded by death, I told my grandpa “ I love you and I’m here” that’s when streams of glistening tears streamed down his withered face to let me know I was heard even if he would never get to say goodbye to us.

I’ve felt the true frustration of having to move because of lies that blinded everyone, forcing my family to be homeless to end up living in one room for a few years.

I still hold the heart breaking vision of my grandmother running to my grandfather’s grave, as her only love left her in this cruel world. I watched as she
fell apart refusing to eat, falling deep into melancholy and isolation of her memories of him and her.

A small letter with my name was sent to me today from my best friend Stephanie that I had not seen since my freshmen year, I felt the excitement a child feels in a candy store, I couldn’t help myself from jumping and dancing.

I’ve camped out under the naked sky with my family in our back yard listening to the soft music of crickets, roasting hotdogs on my dad’s small portable stove that gave out blue flowers of heat to keep us warm on the cold stone ground.

I remember when we fell into a deep sleep, I woke up in the early hours of the morning stars still dancing in the night sky. My mom was leaving for her endless hours of work when she screamed and then laughed “Stupid dog! You scared me!” my black lab Rascal was right there happily wagging his tail to see her.

Today I was caught between my friend’s words of love that she had for David but never knowing he was going through the same spinning ideas she thought.

That dark hour I had a choice to make, to take the slow death of a habit no one should ever start or stand strong with what I think is good for me.

I have never felt more scared when reality slapped me in gear when a 4 foot brown bear was approaching 20 feet away from my family with my 2 small cousins by my side at the table where we were playing cards. I grabbed my 2 cousins desperately, hoping that I could get them to safety in time as the rest of my family ran to their cabins.

I’ve struggled with tortures of school all my life with late night study for that one exam that would make or break you, long hours of summer school work racing to meet ends meet with the class, all the countless mistakes I would never make again. My friends assume I’m smart but never thought what I had to go through to get where I am now.

I know the stressful fears of a teenage senior the first of your family a to find out that graduation seems impossible to reach because of 2 classes, I struggled to balance both my Math and English to take that great walk of accomplishment. Don’t ask me how I manage to make it to graduation; the only thing I knew was that failure was not an option.

I’ve traveled to a castle deep in the mountains as marble statues greeted me to enter the clear pool of pure drinking water, underneath the tennis courts a swimming pool covered in gold floors awaited my arrive.