My Number One Regret

In life we are told to live with no regrets. To live life to the fullest and never look back. For some people their past haunts them. And every minute of everyday that is all they can think of, what they could have done. We all at one time live on the woulda, coulda, shoulda island where all regrets live to haunt us. For me if I could change one thing it would be for my mother to live. I would give anything to go back and hear her voice even if she is yelling at me. To see her smile, blood rushing threw her veins. To have spent more time with her good or bad. If she was still here it would change a lot. I would not be so quiet and would not feel so alone even when surrounded by others. It would also effect my brother. There would never have been longing or darkness in his eyes. My family would not even know the meaning. My mom was very well known and she changed many people for the batter. She was the sun in my eyes, the strongest person I know. She made me and just about anyone she talked to believe that they could do the impossible. She never gave up on anything no matter the challenge it held. My mom fought the hardest battle, that I have seen many lose.  She had fought the battle of Cervical Cancer for years and at one point went into remission, but the world added an evil twist. She was diagnosed again and was put on a trial. Slowly her body gave up and she was unable to fight it off. If I could bring her back pain free I would with out a second thought. To see my brother happy and to feel whole again. To truly smile and laugh, because after a while pain consumes to the point where you give up. So my one regret is I never got that last goodbye. But I will continue to fight and help people as she did, and show everyone how amazing my my mother was by doing what is right.

My Little Brother

             Everyone has someone or something they would risk everything for. For me it is my little brother. I know this sounds weird since siblings usually fight and get on each others nerves, but he is the most important person in my life. Now that sounds very exaggerated so let me explain. Life is tough it is like when someone goes to close there eyes and hope to pick a winner out of a hat. We either get it good or bad. I guess when my life was chosen there was only bad or false hope left. I lost a lot and gained very little but threw it all my little brother was a constant. Though he can get on my nerves and likes to call me little, I could never regret calling him my brother. When ever I need something he has always been there for me. Even to listen to me talk about nonsense. He is all of four foot five and filled from his head to his toes with love and care for others. He acts much like I do but he is more talkative and out going. I know with out a doubt if I ever needed him he will be at my side threw the think and thin, just as I would be there for him. If it ever came down to his life or my own I could honestly say with out a second thought I would choose his. So I guess that makes him my weakness. A honorable weakness he is. But he is my little brother and I will always protect him even if that means protecting him from the world its self.        

Summer Full Of Sports

Summer is never long enough! We only get 76 days of homework free days. But when summer comes, I am always on the run. From softball practice to a game the next day. To even my brothers baseball practice, to his early morning games. I sleep in and lay around , but when it is time to play I am relaxed and focused. This year has been the  best summer for sports in my opinion. I play in continuous softball leagues, from being a Lady Titan to a Lorain Royal. If people were to read the newspaper this summer they would see my name plastered along with my teams. My brother was a fighter himself, and he led his team well this past season. They were almost champs but fell into second place this year. They got trophies, took pictures and he had a blast regardless of falling short of first place. My season continued and we fought long and hard. We became district champs, putting us in the running for the State Championship. We practiced long hours and had tons of fun. After all the time I spent with my team, I grew semi close to them. We became State qualifiers ending our season 14-3, the best I've ever done with a team.  

My Name And Me

My name is commonly uncommon.
It is tossed with letters.
Scrambled and changed.
It is lost and found.
And never unknown.
My name is Aliyah...
How to begin.
How to end.
A-a-l-i-y-a-h
A-l-i-y-a
Or even E-l-l-i-y-a-h
Who knows?
I am an ascender!
I rise through the air.
I fly to new places,
Just as the Hebrew intended.
But my name I do not choose.
Like singing
Something I do not desire
She flew and crashed
Something I do not desire
She died from greed
Something I do not desire
I prefer Leah
Something short, sweet, and simple
But simple I am not
Much like my name
We are both misused
The spelling is wrong
I can not spell
The pronouniation is wrong
I am not heard
But in the end
Aliyah is my name
It does not make me
It does not mark me
It only helps people get my attention
So my ears are wide open
And ready to listen
My name is Aliyah if you have forgotten
Unique and different like the person I am.