"No More Pain Please" by Elizabeth Ayala

Every time in life we go thru some hard difficulties. People that you love leave or past away. But my grandpas death was the harm fullest of all. It all happen in thanksgiving, he was ridding his bike to go to the store. My grandpa didn't want to come to Santa Ana so he stayed at Hemet. He was a little bit over with beer and driving his bike.The light turn green and the green man that is on the light to cross was on. My grandpa was crossing and out of no where comes a car and hits him. The ambulance came and we didn't know anything. The next day my uncle gets a call, it was a nurse. The nurse had said that my grandpa was on comma and they wouldn't know if he would past the night. But the bad news didn't end there the doctor came in and told us that my grandpa had really bad head injuries and he had CANCER. That word hit the whole family in the heart. I just went directly to my mom to go comfort her. After waiting three whole weeks my grandpa was finally out of comma. But the news couldn't get any worst the doctor came out and told us that my grandpa had the possibility of not remembering us. We all started crying I would just hear in my head " what if he doesn't remember me, how would my grandpa be now?" The good news was that my grandpa fortunately remember everyone. We took him home after another week but, he had to keep on coming for unfortunately he had cancer. No one was in spirit of Christmas. on Christmas day we open or presents but i notice something nobody had a smile on there face, it was the saddest Christmas we ever had. The next week the doctor gave the news to my grandpa he had cancer but he would just told them "you guys are CRAZY, I don't have cancer." He still took his medicine and everything but in his mind he always had that he didn't have cancer and we were all crazy. After three long years of fighting with cancer he got and operation but the doctors told us that that was just to reduce the pain. But we all notice something he got skinnier and skinnier. The thing that got us more upset he was forgetting who we were and we had to remind him. Not only that he was BLEEDING a lot every day. The CANCER was attacking more and more. The cancer was like an animal that hadn't eating for years and barley had a chance to eat. A nurse kept on coming more often. To the nurse he would always talk about death and other things. But to us he just didn't want to talk about his disease he would tell us"enjoy me today that you have me because, maybe tomorrow you wont see me." There was this one week he started talking about death more and more. He would ask all of his grandchildren to pray for him and play with him. But to his daughters and only son he asked them to pray a rosary with him. One day he told my mom to read a prayer but my mom just could she burst out in tears. A week past and we got a call my grandpa wouldn't wake up but he was still breathing but, before that he had told my mom "after i leave take care of your small sister and your mom please." They had machines connected to him to see if he was alive. One say his heart was beating really slow and my grandma called all of her daughters and my uncle. They each talked to my grandpa one by one would express his feelings. After everyone was done talking to him and my youngest aunt was on the phone with him she talked to him for a long time. After she hang up the phone rung back and we had gotten the new he died after talking to all his kids. He just wanted them to tell him good bye. My aunt fainted and my mom too i was alone with them i didn't know who to get first so i got my mom and let my aunt drop to the floor. My dad got out of the room and helped me wake them up. We had a funeral for him in Hemet and in Mexico where he wanted to be buried next to his mom. He died in October 4, 2007. It was the saddest day of my life. But he would always tell us i want death to come to me soon. I am always gonna admire him for surviving 3 years of harsh pain. The words that I am always gonna remember he told us" No More Pain Please."

The First Time I Took The Bus by Heriberto Hernandez

when i first took the bus for the first time. it was kind of scary because there were many people who i dont no. they aslo somtimes act kind of wierd. some people also smell kind of bad. im guessing because they dont take showers very much. but now i take them without any worrys. i also go with my freinds so its more fun even though we get in trouble. they dont appriciate it when there is a lot of noise. so they kick people out. But the important thing is that i got over my fear of riding
buses.

THE STRANGE PLACE BY FRANK SALGADO P7

WHEN I WENT TO MEXICO. I SAW LITTLE KIDS WALKING AROUND WTHOUT NO SHOES. SOME SMALLER BABY'S WERE WALKING IN PAMPERS. SOME FAMILIES WOULD EAT STRANGE THINGS. I WOULD JUST STARE AT THEM. THEY WOULD EAT STRANGE ANIMALS. THE TAXI'S WERE EVERYWHERE. THE MONEY WAS CALLED PESOS. THE SHOES WERE 500 PESOS. I THOUGHT THAT WAS ALOT OF MONEY. THEN THEY TOLD ME IT WAS ONLY 50 DOLLARS IN THE UNITED STATES. THE DOGS WERE ALL OVER THE PLACE. SOME WOULD FOLLOW YOU ALL THE WAY TO YOURE HOUSE. SOME WOULD FIGHT IN THE STREETS. THERE WAS SOME PLACE CALLED "EL SOTALO". THAT WAS WHERE ALL THE STORES WERE AND THE RESTUARANTS. I DIDNT FEEL CONFARETBALE SEEING KIDS LIKE THAT. I WOULD HELP THE PEOPLE THAT I COULD.

red ANT Jon Gomez

When i was small i was very curios and i liked animals insects and all sorts of living things i used to touch them a lot play with them and soon i learned what they can do to you some did not do nothing other bite. the first insects i played was a red ant i was putting them in water and seeing them swim. it was all fun and games till i put the red ant in my arm it walked up my arm and then i put it backward and it bite my hand i was like bleep and started to cry i was small and it really heart my hand i was going to go back when i felt better to get revenge but they were gone.

Louie,His Cosin & his Other Cosin by. citlalli nunez

Well my story isn't that scary but it sure scared me!(and my sister). It all happened at spurgeon ,right after school.It was my sister,jessica,jesus, and me.We were walking toward the bridge, but right before we got there a big old dog came out of the nowhere.so my friend decided to crossthe street.He went first, then the rest of us.But we didn't check to see if there were any police around.the police stoped us .I was like whaterver, but my sister started crying.So I started crying too.It was good that my best freind saw us and called my mom. My Mom got there and asked us what had happened. We got a ticket of about 130 dollars.At the end I learned my leoson.

"Those who don't " by tony tinajero

yes i was treated unfairly one day. i was with my cousins we decided to go to the park one day then we went to the soccer field then we were playing soccer then some people said can we play then we said no cause we just want to play alone then they start to cuss at us then they got our balland kicked it to the street. as soon as they kicked the ball a car pop it then we just wanted to leave. from there they told us never to come back or else pay the consequences then we just stayed quiet got on the car and left from there but when we were going to leave they told us like fat people go back to the store and eat more thats why its unfair.

"The House on Mango Street" By Eddy Rodriguez

When i was a little kid I didn't really have attachment to the place where I lived, but when I heard That we were moving to Washington because my dad got offered a job there, my sister and I were quaintly surprised. We were at the Islands restaurant, and at that moment I really did not have the appetite to finish my meal. The reason for this is that I've realised how much that I would miss my neighbour, the school all the other nouns that co-exist in my neighborhood.