10 Copies

If I had 10 copies of myself for a day that would be amazing. I would have them do various things for me. I would have one of my copies do my homework so that I would not have to. I would have my second copy go to school for me so I do not have to deal with anyone that day. My next copy would go to work for me so that I do not have to. The fourth copy of me would clean my room because I am too lazy to do it. Another one of my copies would babysit for me because I get very tired of doing it. I would make m 6th copy be my personal assistant and read and answer all my texts and calls so I do not have to. The seventh copy of me would help my fourth copy clean my room because cleaning my room is not a one man job. It will require a lot of work. My eighth, ninth, and tenth copies all take care of me. They would give me massages and paint my nails and feet. However, I would not make them cook for me because since they are copies of me and the original me cannot cook then chances are they will not be able to cook either. 

Texting and Driving Poem: She Was Only Eight

I had been driving for many years

so I never really had many fears.

Until one day something changed. 

Something crazy happened that made my life the way it is today. 

It was winter time so I was driving nice and slow.

There was so much ice and snow on the road. 

The road was just like an ice rink

where there is nothing but slippery ice on the brink. 

All of a sudden I got a text. 

So, I took my hands off the wheel 

for just a quick sec. 

A second was all it took 

and when that second was over I was shook. 

I hopped out my car and called 911. 

I thought to myself "Oh God, what have I done ?" 

I had hit a little girl who was no more than eight. 

A little girl who had just got out of school 

ready to start winter break. 

When the ambulance had arrived I thought to myself "Oh God. I just caused this little girl to die."

All because of me she is going to miss the most important holiday of the year.

All because of me her family is left in tears. 

She'd never get to come home, 

and now because of me her family is left alone. 

Now I am behind bars

for something that could have waited until I got out the car. 

Everyday the guilt eats at me, and I wish I could take it back. 

But now I am serving my time. 

This is what I deserve 

for causing that little girl to die. 

So please take this from me: 

No texting while you are in the car driving on the street. 

Or you could end up behind bars living with guilt everyday for something that could have waited until you had just got out the car. 

High School

High school is a time filled with good and bad. I watched a movie called Mac & Devin Go To High School, and in this movie Devin states that highschool is the best of times, and it is also the worst of times. I agree with him fully on this. This saying completely describes highschool. Highschool is a time for making memories and having fun, but it is also a time for you to realize that pretty soon you will be on your own so you better have as much fun as you can now while you are young so that you can get ready to be serious when it is time to. In highschool people make a lot of memories and meet new people who can impact their life in many ways. In highschool there is also a chance that you can meet people that stay in your life forever. You will have some good memories that you will look back on and smile about when you are older, but you will also have bad memories that will make you look back and ask yourself "Why did I do that ?". Highschool will help you find out who you really are inside, and show you how everyone else is too. You will find out who is real and who is not. You will have heartbreaks, drama, fights, and people who you thought would never switch up on you are going to show you their true colors. Just remember that no matter what you have to remember to make the best of your highschool years because you can never relive them again. Even when you make bad choices in highschool you will learn a good lesson from them, so never regret the choices you made. Highschool years are probably the most realist and important years of your life.