I will come to school everyday in order to succeed in class because this will help me by not being behind in work. If I miss a day of school, then the next day I will be wasting time trying to catch up on what I missed. Coming to school is very important because

Ashley: Mom I’m turning 18 this Saturday and Cindy was talking about some party, so I was thinking that maybe I can go.

Mom: Well it depends, where is it? What time are you coming back?

Ashley: Well it’s a few miles away.

Mom: What do you mean a few miles away?

Ashley: OK! It’s in Long Beach.

Mom: You know what I don’t know. It’s pretty far… No you ant go. Absolutely not.

Ashley: Why not? I promise I’ll be back soon. Come on.

Mom: NO!

Ashley: Please! Pretty pretty please!

Mom: 1a.m. and not a minute later. And if you are every minute that you are late thats one day that you are grounded.

Ashley: Oh thank you mom!! You’re the greatest!! I love you! I love you! I love you!

Ashley’s mom was still not quite sure if she should let her go, she had a bad feeling about it. But thinking she was being over-secure and over protective, she let her go.

It was the night of the party and the door bell rang. It was Ashley’s friend, Cindy. Ashley’s mom answered the door.

Cindy: Hello Mrs. Smith

Mrs. Smith: Hi Cindy! Come in. Sit down. Ashley is just about ready.

A few minutes later Ashley came out looking more beautiful than ever.

Ashley: Well mom? What do you think?

Mrs. Smith: Honey, you look beautiful.

Cindy: Ashley we should get going.

Ashley: Well mom I promise I’ll be back before 2a.m.

Mrs. Smith: I SAID 1A.M.!!!

Ashley: I was just kidding mom. I’ll be back before 1. I love you!!

Mrs. Smith: I love you too!!

As Mrs. Smith watched her daughter pull out the driveway with her friend, she started to get that bad feeling again. She couldn’t help but to think that it would be her last time seeing her daughter.

Hours later at the party, Ashley’s friend, Cindy had drank way too much and was still drinking. Ashley got so occupied trying to take care of her drunk friend that she lost track of time. It was 12:40 and the drive home was a 40 minute drive home but she thought she could make it home in time.

Ashley: Cindy! Look at the time! We have to go!

They left the party in quite a rush but Ashley was still struggling with her wasted friend. As soon as she got her in the car she took the wheel, seeing that her friend was in no state to be driving.

Back at home Mrs. Smith got tired of pacing back and forth waiting for her daughter. She grew impatient and pulled out of her driveway as quickly as she could desperately looking for her daughter.

Mrs. Smith: She is going to get it when I find her.

Ashley was driving so fast that she lost control of the car. The car swerved onto the front of another car. It was a severe impact and Ashley was badly injured, Cindy died instantly. Soon after the cops and the ambulance came to the scene of the car crash. They were quickly taken to a nearby hospital. Ashley was treated as soon as she got there but it was obvious that there was nothing they could do for Cindy. When Ashley was well enough to talk, police officer came in.

Police officer: Ashley Smith?

Ashley: Yes.

Police officer: I’m here to… to inform you of a… you see the other driver that you were involved in the car accident with… well that was killed.

Ashley: (crying) I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry.

Police officer: You see as we were looking through the woman’s car to find some sort of identification, we found that… that… Ashley I’m sorry to say this but it was your mother.

Ashley: (sobbing hysterically) No!!! No!!! It can’t be!!! Not my mom! Why! Why!

Police officer: You have to be strong and you have to learn to live with it.

Strong was the last thing Ashley had in mind. All she could think about was her mother and her best friend. A few days after this tragedy occurred Ashley fell into a deep depression.

Ashley Smith died exactly a week after this incident. She killed herself, She threw herself off a five story building, she died at 1a.m. the time she was suppose to arrive at home.

An interesting thing about me is that I am a mom. Doesn’t sound interesting, does it? But the thing is, is that I am only 17 years old. So I’m not just a mom, I’m a teen mom. And being a teen mom is nothing easy. I have to deal with allot of responsibilities, responsibilities that include getting up extra early than usual teens would do to get my daughter ready. I have to be punctual for her doctor’s appointments. Well there are countless resposibilities. It’s also really hard to concentrate in class because I’m constantly worrying about her. It’s been really hard and still is because I cant do things that most teens do. I cant go out to hang out with friends, I cant go to the mall with friends amd nope dont even mention parties because while every other teen is out doing these things , I’m at home taking care of my little girl. And one things for sure is that I wouldn’t change that fact for anyhting in the world.

One of my most desired aspiration is that I want to finish high school. Finishing high school is very important to me because high school is one of the requirements everyone needs to succeed in life. Although stying in high school has become an obstacle for me because of my daughter, I have learned to overcome it. I have learned to overcome it by staying slightly focused in what I am in school for, and by slightly I mean most of my focus is on my daughter. But by looking at my daughter I realize that I need to stay in school until I am finished because she deserves so much more than what I already have, she deserves a promising future.

One thing or maybe two things that I absolutely love to do is to reading and writing. Not many people know this about me but I enjoy doing it so much that is has become a habit. I love to write poems because it expresses how I feel. I have a variety of poems that I have come up with. Some of my teachers have mentioned that I should become a writer due to my writing skills but I am still hesitant about that. But I do hope to one day write a biography of my life and all of my experiences, so when people read my story they can feel what I feel. And as far as reading, it’s wonderful. Reading is one of my most treasured hobbies. I’ve read numerous amounts of books, of course of my interest like the stories of “Harry Potter”, “Memoirs of a Geisha”, “Fly Girl”, “For the love of Money”, and “A Child called It” and there are many more and still more to come. When I read I feel like I am part of the story. Finally reading and writing occupy me from doing things that I am not suppose to like doing drugs or drinking.

These three things make me different from other people because not many girls are young mothers like me, and not many of them finish school something that I desire very much. And finally not many people are fond of reading and writing, something I absolutely enjoy doing. So I’m not just different I’m unique.