Langston Hughes Paper by Tre Branch

A page of writing that comes from the truth?  Weird instructions, I can already see.  However, I find writing to be soothing and drama free so I write to tell and reveal pieces of me.  Some are big and some are small but each one helps to show it all.  I fight, I struggle, and I overcome, these were three things I learned when I was very young.    Seeing my mother support the household all alone with no help made me realize independence was key.  Something I knew that would become a part of me.  Inspired to fight and reach for the sky I always walked with my head held high.  The word “no” didn’t stop me but taught me to see things differently.  In a light that was my own I walked head held high across the path.  Misery would not hold me back.  Determination from a young age made me see how much things could and would change.  Living my own life, one which I could grow made me feel as if sooner or later I would know.  A destiny I would chase not wait to be handed to me or put in place.  It was time to go and start something new a path that would hold to be true.  College bound and ready for whatever made my determination grow to be even better.  Living in a world that wasn’t free made me feel like it wasn’t a place for me.  A dreamer, a person, someone with a lot of faith took the world on and would find his place.  A hard worker, with a gentle pace I plan out my life with every step that I take.  A few friends here and there but over time I learned who really cared.  Drama filled and overwhelmed I made the mistake of giving, instead of taking.  To this day I still hate not learning from old mistakes and living in the past.  A human being with the knowledge and experience to grow I always knew it was time to go.  A place, a building, a different environment far away from here and one that would contain no tears.  A journey to be taken that would continue to help me find the light. SUNY Albany I am here so it’s time to fight to keep my destiny clear.  No regrets and no mistakes it’s that time to see and find my place.

Me by Lexus Ulter

“Me” seems like a big word,
What does it really mean?
Does it mean how I am or what my interests are?
I don’t really know how to define “me”.
I try to look at words to describe “me”,
Like “honest, outgoing, truthful, educated, kind and also shy.”
Those are just words, they don’t really say much about me.
I guess I can write about something important that will never leave my mind.
If someone were to wear my shoes for a day is the only way they would be able to know my story.
I am caring, can you imagine having to take care of someone you love dearly but you know their own sickness is killing them?
My great grandma was MY WORLD, but that world scattered when I found out she had to go to the hospital for treatment almost everyday and I had to take her.
I was only 12! What was I really supposed to know about cancer?
My great grandmother always told me “We are going to go shopping once I get better.”
She had a smile on her face while lying in the hospital bed with so many machines on her.
I was too young to understand that having a great grandmother at my age was a blessing,
I just thought everyone had one so I wasn’t special.
I didn’t know how much she meant to me till I lost her…
From that day on, I learned to appreciate my family,
No matter how much they make me want to pull my hair out.
To know the things in my head are to know my past and my past is a part of me.