After a long 12 hour shift day at the hospital, Rebecca returned home to an empty apartment. Lights were off due to the hurricane alert that has been over the city of Cleveland for three days. For three days, she was without power, which is okay with her—she had tons of candles her mother sent her every year for her birthday–she was dying of the light. She walked into her apartment, what welcomed her was broken windows, glass, and water everywhere in her apartment. Her cat Milo was crying at her closed bedroom door.
I know I’m not the only person in the world that has a similar story of a father figure being absent in their life. My story wasn’t always like that, my father was in my life up until I was four years old. At that time when I was four, my father wasn’t in a relationship with my mother. He was with a woman named Victoria – this woman couldn’t have kids and as I remember as a child, I really didn’t enjoy my time with her.
As he lay after a stressful day, his body crashes
I want you to beat and smack me
Good evening everyone, my name is Anita and I’m the bride's baby sister. What I loved the most about growing up with my sister was she always had my back. I remember a time that I was in middle school and I was being bullied by this girl. When I told Becky at that time she was a math tutor at my school, she stopped everything she was doing dragged me up the hill and she waited for the girl; luckily for the girl, she never came. She was always the best kind of entertainment for me, when I was bored. She use to let me sit on her legs and have me use her feet to control which way the rollercoaster will go. Even way back at our grandmother house, she put a show on for me and my cousins called “Stage.” But Becky isn’t just a super hero, a best friend, to me. She’s like that all the time with anyone she come in contact with. My Becky lights up a room, has a million dollar smile, an award winning personality and is the first one to help a friend in need.