Try Being Me

I wish everyone would try to be me for one day, so that then, just then, everyone would finally
get how ridiculously difficult it is to be me. None of you would last a second. Not even a second.

My Gatas

We named our boat Gata, in Spanish meaning cat. We named our boat this because of our old kitty. Her name was Azucar, in spanish meaning sugar, because of her plain white fur. We shortened it down to Zoo-Zoo. (pronounced soo-soo) I have had my Zoo-Zoo ever since I was born, and she was like an extra set of eyes watching to see if I was okay. I just loved my kitty so much.

My Zoo-Zoo has an amazing background story. We didn't actually buy her, my mom found her. I wasn't even born yet, and my mom was outside taking a walk. She saw the cat and what seemed to be her baby. My mom softly and carefully picked both of them up and took them home. She and my dad began to live a regular life with those cats, just as if nothing had happened, and that the cats had been there all along. They had become a new part of their family. They named the two cats Zoo-Zoo, and Zar. After I was born, we went to the Vet's office, my parents found out Zar had diabetes. We had to adjust his diet to match his illness, and hoped he would be okay.

After the twins were finally born, Zar got very sick, and began acting strange. We immediatly took him to the Vet's, and they anounced that he needed to be put to sleep. Sam, Sara, and I were very happy, until my mom told us exactly what that meant. We were all in the lobby crying. My dad decided to go in with Zar, and say good-bye. Soon after that, he came back out and told us it was time to go. I will never forget my Zar.

Zoo-Zoo stayed alive until she was twenty-two!! She recently passed away, but lived a great life, full of kittens and new cats. When we got our new cat, she had kittens, and Zoo-Zoo disliked being somewhat of a grandmother, and often hid away. We named our new kittens, and their mother. Since that cat was Sara's, she named her. The collar that we bought her said "Safe Cat." Sara was just learning how to read and thought the collar said "Saffey Cat," so her name became Saffey, but we still spell it "Safe."

Out of all the kittens that Safe gave birth to, we only kept one. Lucy Cat, or as we like to call her, Fluffy Cat. Sara named her after me, but it was voted off, Fluffy Cat was perfect. She had the most soft fur there ever could be, and it was super fluffy. The only thing wrong with her was that she loved to attack things. When you went to sleep, you had to cover you whole body, even if you were hot. Then she would come in, and if you moved your foot, or anything else, she would jump on top of it and bite it, sratch it, and even pound it with her head. Luckily, that cat ran away, and hopefully found a new home where attacking peoples' feet was allowed.

Now, we only have our Safe, and all of our memories. But Zoo-Zoo, Zar, all the other kittens, and even our crazy Lucy Cat, will always stay in our hearts.

I ♥ All My Cousins!!

My cousins are so awesome it's not even funny. Plus, I have tons of 'em, so there is tons of awesomeness in my family!! I will go oldest to youngest.

My big cousins rock, or as Sebastian puts it, they dominate. Sebastian and Derek are the two oldest, Sebastian being first, then Derek. Next comes Ramsis. The one thing that all of them share is that I can trust them all very much. They help me with everything and don't complain, no matter how boring the thing is. They always find time to hang out with me. They are the best big cousins anyone could ever ask for.

My younger cousins come next. Under me is Elizabeth, Isabelle and Mejenis. The are growing to be wonderful and beautiful young ladies and men. They are intellegent and easy to talk to. They thing that they all have in common is that they are all relatable. They know exactly how you feel when you tell them something, and immediately adapt to your feelings. They are all amazing.

They three todlers of the family are the most adorable little things ever. We have Gaby, Pookie, and Marie. Those little girls are so gorgeous it is unbelievable. I swear, those babies beat the Gerber baby any day. They are so loving, even though they don't know what that means. They hug you and tell you they love you, they kiss you and run up to you. I remember holding them in my hands when they were born and thinking how lucky I was to have such a perfect family. My baby girls are so lovable, loving, and loved.

We also have Panda, or Baby Andy. He is the super hero expert. He is a huge fan of Spiderman. Panda is a very shy little boy and loves his parents very much. He is loyal and true. He sticks to his family like there is no tomorrow, and loves to teach us things, sometimes about video games, sometimes about super heros. He is a wonderful cousin.

Finally, we have the new babies, Mickey and David. They are the new edition to the family, the first set of twins that were just boys. They are so cute. The thing that they share is that they make us all laugh. They make the funniest faces ever and love to tilt their heads and look at you real hard and real long. They are the reason we have baby toys in our house. With so many little ones running around, each house has their own set of baby supplies at home. We love them so much.

My cousins are the reason I wake up everyday, the reason I try hard. They teach me to perservere, and to do what is right. They are my family, and I will always love them with all my heart.

My Beautiful, My Wonderful

Everything she does is like magic, everything she says sounds like a song. I am lucky to have her with me, in my heart and physically. She is my Sara, my beautiful, my wonderful, Sara.

Living with her is just a non-stop enjoyment. She makes me laugh, she makes me cry, but in the end, I could never live without her. She knows how to make any baby laugh, leaving all mothers' hearts blown away. Sara can make just about anyone want to be her friend, and love all the time that they spend with her. Sara is one heck of a little sis.

My beautiful, my wondeful, oh my Sara, she drives my CRAZY. She loves to make me mad and want to rip my hair out...

buuuuuuut, I do love it when we have time to just talk with one another. She has a way with words. She is also one of my favorite artists, inside and out. She has an amazing talent, both vocal wise, and picture wise. Her talent is so special.

My curley little baby, I love her in every way. She is my beautiful, and my wonderful.

Our Sun

The sun shines so bright,

so elegant,

so soft.

It brings happiness,

to all who know,

how special,

how true,

it really is.

It is a reminder that summer has arrived,

that it is time to enjoy life.

Time to say HOORAY!!

Just think it all through,

summer,

happiness,

The one,

our only.

Sun.

My Crazy Little Bro

My midget... I love him so much. He is so amazing in every way, so patient, so giving, but nerdy at the same time. I know I tease him a lot, but I really do love him. He is my little brother, my Samuelito. I love, love, love him, so, so, so, much.

My sister and I always talk about how annoying it is to have him around, because if we had another sister, we could all just gossip all day long, but I think having Sam around kinda balances things out; We teach him how to get girls, and he teaches us how to fix cars and make motors out of paper clips. Honestly, the motor was pretty cool, I have to admit.

His patients, as we all know, is amazing. Living with three girls and a dad that works a lot is probably a difficult task to complete. I understand that we underestimate it sometimes, but Sam is a pretty relatable guy, considering the facts. One time, we were sitting in the car and I turn to him and start talking about shades of blue nail polish and he turns back and says,"Yeah, I know, I saw that one too, it looked pretty nice," obviously not caring at all. I love that about him. (I guess that's why all the girls in his class "like" him.) Eveyone always wants to be his friend, even the kids in my grade that don't want to be my friend.

He is as giving as the "Giving Tree", and he won't stop. He gives everything, even his arm to punch when I'm mad. The only thing he won't give is a little peace and quiet, but I can live with that. I do have to say that his entertainment skills have grown over the years, because Sara and I do need quite a bit of attention when it comes to being unoccupied. He gives me such joy, everyday from when he wakes up, to when he goes to sleep. His smile is so full, so charming. Just like him. I love him so, so, so much.

If you are reading this, Sam, I just want you to know that I do technically love you, but only 'cause I have to. If it were up to me, I really wouldn't care at all about you...

Just kidding, I meant every word I wrote, because you are my crazy little (punching bag) bro. ;)

There is a Space

For all the people in the world who are an only child or are the oldest, do you ever feel like there is a space where your older sibbling should be? I do. I guess that space is supposed to be there, but I can't bring myself to want it that way. I have cousins who are temporarily keeping that gap closed, but it probably won't hold forever. I just want that feeling that I hope I give to Sam and Sara, that feeling of relief when I have a secret that I can't tell anyone else, or wanting a hug from someone new. I guess I just need my big sister to tell me everything is going to be okay and that if anything happens, she will always be there for me.

Sometimes I feel like I'm spoiled for wanting and complaining all the time, but hey, can't stop my heart from dreaming, or my mind from thinking... Right??

Anyway, there's a space, that I don't want, an annoying little space that stays like your shadow on a bright, bright day. A space that can't just be temporarily closed. A space that I want fixed.

Unlock Me

I'm locked up,

with nothing but the sky.

I'm all alone,

as I try to hold back my tears.

I need someone,

someone to unlock me.

I know that things have gotten tough,

but I've been holding back.

There is something deep inside.

I need you to unlock me,

just unlock me.

Unlock me,

just unlock me.

Take that key and turn the knob,

without you I'm stuck,

all locked up.

Unlock me, just unlock me.

I know he's out there somewhere,

that perfect someone.

And I need him,

I need him now to unlock me.

Otherwise I'll be stuck inside,

all alone.

Forever alone.

Unlock me,

just unlock me.

Take that key and turn the knob,

without you I'm stuck,

all locked up.

Unlock me, just unlock me.

So I'll wait here,

until you show up,

With that key in your hand.

Just know that I am waiting.

Waiting for you.

Unlock me.