I was born in 1977 in South America, Brazil, and was adopted when I was 7 years old. I started writing to help ease my anxiety and to let people know my thoughts and how creative I can be with my storytelling.
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Episode 4 . The plane finally arrived at the Indianapolis International airport at about 4:15 pm, and mom and I were so glad to be home, that mom give a sigh of relief as we were picking up our luggage. “ Okay honey, our uber is on the way, let's go let's go.” she then turn to Wes and give him a huge hug and we went our separate ways. I looked back and said, “ See you later Wes.” As he was walking the other way, he waved and smiled. Mom and I made it to zone b where our Uber was waiting. Mom looked at the uber driver and asked, “Are you Rebekah?” she then answered, “ Yes ma'am.” let me help you with that” as mom handed Rebekah our suitcases, to be put in the trunk. I was so glad that we were finally going to be home, where I was going to enjoy my warm bed and be back with my friends, that I went to school with. Since we lived near Westfield, near Carmel the drive back home was going to be about 35 minutes away, depending on the traffic. It was Tuesday evening and as soon as I get home I'm going to unpack and let Sammy know that I made it back safe.
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Episode 3. Buddie's Grandpa looks at little Buddie and said, “ Okay! there it was, the Black Cape, The most powerful cape of all, The King kept this cape to himself because he did not want the black cape to get into the wrong hand. This Black cape had the power to make any alien wearing it transform into any creature and was able to teleport from place to place that the alien wearing it would desire. So as the King was explaining the ability of the capes; but not to let everyone know too much, especially the twins named, Flinitra and Misko, who were not present at the time, so they thought." Buddie looked at Grandpa Noyazi, with excitement on his face, wondering all about what Grandpa was going to say next, especially about the twins. " Okay grandpa, okay grandpa, tell me more about Flinitra and Misko, who are they, come on! are they going to steal the Black Cape? Grandpa said with a alien-sounding voice, " Hush boy, we'll get to them, now who's telling the story? me or you? " Buddie look at Granpa with a smirk on his little alien face and didn't say a word. So then Grandpa continued with the story. "So King Lovayi was making plans with the other aliens' council members, who he apparently trusted. Just as the King was speaking, Flinitra and Misko, were hiding in a secret chamber right below the King's quarters where they can listen to everything the King and his members were saying about the Capes. But not only was the King talking about the whereabouts of the Black Cape he also mentioned the other 4 Capes that were hidden away in other parts of the planet." Grandpa looked at Buddie and smiled and said, " Don't you want to go out and play with your friends?" Buddie then looked back and said," Finish the story, Grandpa please" with a big smile on his face. Grandpa looked and just shook his head and laughed and said, " Let's continue this story later, plus, didn't you tell your friend Mosha you were going to meet up with her this afternoon at the park?" Buddie suddenly jumped up and said," Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I better get ready and let mom know that I'm leaving to see Mosha, thanks, Grandpa. You'll tell me the rest of the story tonight after dinner, right? Grandpa looked back at Buddie and said " Of course, now go outside and have some fun, I'll see you back here for dinner." ” Buddie quickly jump up and ran straight passed the kitchen and looked at his mom and said, “bye mom, ill be back for dinner, love you.” His mom then looked at him and smiled. Buddie’s mom’s name was Katra Noyazi, and she was a single parent of only one child, Buddie Noyazi. Katra took care of her son and her Dad Grandpa Noyazi. Katra went into their living room and looked at her dad and said, “ I heard you tell telling those silly stories to Buddie, and you know how he gets.” Grandpa then responded back. “ I know, I know, just having fun with the poor lad, especially after the disappearing of his dad” you and he have been through a lot, and I'm just trying to cheer him up.” Katra then looked back at her father and smiled. Katra then walked back to her bedroom, and began to weep, looking at the photos of her missing husband and her son, speaking to herself, while tears dropped from her eyes saying “ Where are you, Jhaja, your son and I need you back.” To be continued.....
The Capes Of Planet Poloto
The view looked great from the left window seat on flight 753. The sky was clear with no clouds in sight, at least from my view. It was around 2:00 pm and this was our second trip back to Indiana from Orlando Florida. Hello, my name is Tommy Vector and I am an 11-year-old kid with no sisters or brothers. My mother was sitting next to me listening to her music on her headphones; she likes to listen to classical music like Mozart and Beethoven. The flight attendant walked by and said. “Hello young man, would you like something to drink? I said '' Sure, yes, please! Can I have a cup of Apple Juice? As I nudged mom to see if she wanted anything as the flight attendant responded back. How about you ma’am? Mom then answered back, “Just Water Please.” and the flight attendant answered back, “Yes, of course, I'll be right Back.”
Things like this don't happen to me.
It was the year 2011, I was doing my regular job, which was to pick up food for the less fortunate. You see my job consists of picking up food from different vendors who would give leftover edible foods that were safe to eat. So I would clock in at around 7:30 am and began my route, not thinking that this day was going to be different. The company I work for was not just a shelter for the homeless, but It was also a drug treatment program for those who were seeking help.
The Disease is not even a disease.
I have been sober for over 12 years, and I was taught to follow a simple 12 step program. I did just that. I had a sponsor who has been sober for over 20 years. I was doing all these things inside a sober living facility. Keep in mind I was doing this because in the beginning I was just trying to survive and not be homeless again. As time went on, they also suggested I go to meetings and talk about my problems with others, who I call strangers with no experience in knowing human behavior . They only knew what was told to them according to their 12 steps literature.
My Multiples Won"t Leave Me Alone.
To be honest I don"t know who is writing this, or which personality is writing this, I just know that I find myself talking and answering myself a lot these days and some of the voices are not my own. This is not a cry for help it's to let others know that mental health can be a serious matter.