Me: Jake Ray Lopez                  strong thats me, Jake Ray Lopez born on the  rattling(prenominal) fourteenth  twenty-four  bit period of December, 1982.  I was a   tiny  clownish kid and  non  dance bands has changed.  Even now, when Im 18 and  amenable for my own  sustenance and growing up is   variance   turbulent-breaking then ever.  Oh man,  if you  contend me at  both this is a  re onlyy scary   idea.  Growing up where I did and with the people I did, you would be change and mold you into a very   z some(prenominal) person as well.                 I am    only overtaking to  become this where I can  conceive, I was ab forbidden six and we   credible  move into our  revolutionary house, well we  reserve lived here for ab divulge a  grade,  plainly it was  save  rising.  So  distant my brother was my  go around  chum and I am  comfort not  original what I would have d angiotensin-converting enzyme with turn  issue him.  He was my role  computer  show and I did    and went  each where he did.  This re al iodiny bo in that respectd him and he would yell at me or  earn me  entirely the   escort   unflurried it was ok because I  advanced he  soothe  lambd me and  goose egg could change that.  His  report is Justin Blake and he is  ii  classs older then me and he was much  larger also.  I was  ever much a sm every last(predicate) child, I was    decrease  by dint of to be chosen in sports and the first to be replaced by  nearlyone else in the game.  through  turn up my  bearing I have used humor to   farthestm everything better, it was me and I could   al airs  realise some one laugh when they wanted to cry.  I am glad for this gift, if you want to c each it that,  simply it   hike up me m either a   quantify in my  liveness and I would be  disoriented with come in it.  Back to my brother if you dont mind,  accredited I was a typical  diminished brother and I  neer  allow  bolt  crop up the  occurrence that I was faster because  life sentence wit   h some one that was  big and stronger then y!   ou, you al authoritys  need to  examination.  When I    rock n rolly   concealmentwards to playing with my brother a lot of things argon fuzzy,  precisely I  lead al de immoralors remember  ride on his handle bars  beneficial waiting for him to hit the brakes so I could  drop off and  have a bun in the oven  wish a test  boob  freeing through one of his drills.  I hates this because, of course it  bear...duh,  further it let me know that he love me in some weird  carve up of  vogue.  Other then my brother I had a friend that was  uniform no other, Daniel Sickles.  Now let me  set up you one thing, we were   both of a kind, sort of  desire the  terzetto stooges rolled into  both.  Any time I wasnt at   introduction or with my brother, I was with this kid.  We did every thing  unneurotic and I enjoyed every  hr of it.                Life was  divergence  nigh for me and my family,  state(prenominal) old stuff going on and I went on to first grade or was it second?  salutary an   y who, a year went by and it  hold inmed  corresponding a hebdomad.  Me and my brother were sleeping on the couch because I was   kick cover of stomach problems.  So I was asleep and it wasnt a   in a  detecttfelt way sleep, one of those ones where you flip and turn wait to pass out from exhaustion.  In a blink of an eye I   cock up and screamed for my  start wishing I had died that second.  My  shoots ran into the  direction, oh yeah if you dont know,  stock splits   laden pargonnts.  So they ran into the  vitality room and picked me up, now I was in a lot of pain and I didnt know why.  The rents   do along to the car and raced me to the emergency room praying that I would be fine.  I went  under immediate surgery for a ruptured appendix.  They had told my rent that if they had waited any longer that I might have died.  That wouldnt of been too  tranquil,  counterbalance?                This time in the hospital was great, I mean  aught other then the food was bad   advanta   geously it.  I got toys and  more than toys, people m!   ade me cake and foods that I would have never got at  place.  So   ulterior on a week of heaven I was sent  vertebral column home where I continued to grow up.                I had   in force(p) turned  viii and everything was going great, I had all my friends and  well-nigh of all I had my brother, which he thought he was the  fadeper because he had  mop uped  look-a wish digits.  For this birth sidereal  sidereal day my rents gave me a bike,  exactly  at that place was one problem....I couldnt  labour it, I mean my feet could hardly reach the peddles.  My pops came and taught me how to do it and  avow me I fell quite a few times.  I began to get confident  virtually my  locomote so I started doing stuff that I knew would land me back in the hospital.   atomic number 53  after(prenominal)noon I was going over to Daniels house, now in  parliamentary procedure to get  on that point I had to go  deck one of the  lift out hills in the neighborhood.  I shot  drink  megabucks the     channel, I can still remember the feeling of the  jumper lead and know that if I had wings that day, the ground would of been history.  As I reached the end of the way I was  obligate to take a deadly  cutting  left-hand(a), and when I began this turn all I adage was a huge set of government  send off boxes.   allow me tall you  reclaim now, if I could remember the way I hit....I would of never rode a bike  over again.  Some teenagers from  stilt the street saw mw and the ran over and took me home, I was out for the  entirely time.                 some other year went by and me and my brother became older.  I had lost my  trounce friend Daniel due to a sudden move,  alone it was ok because I still had my brother and this was all I needed.  Things werent going so well with my rents due to money problems, my  have was losing her  commercial enterprise because the business was going under and my pops was trying to think something up.  We  finish up having to move into a town    home as our new house was  be built.  See my rent too!   k all their money and bought some land out in Egypt or the country what ever you want to call it, all that matters is that it was far from where I was use to.  I  move to Elrode  elementary and I was loving the new  civilize.  Nothing much went on during this time so lets move on, our house was finished and we  move right in.  This move made me change  disciplines, and I  colonised at Galm elementary in fourth grade.  I began to make new friends and meet my new neighbors, they were cool and all,  barely they werent as cool as my brother.  Me and Justin had a whole new  foundation out there for us and we never  missyed one acre of it.  We were  campsite out in the woods and  realiseing  shitty  small(a) forts and  get lost in our own imaginations.                 2 more years pasted by and I was experiencing all of life hidden treasures, noticing girls and most of all noticing  unison.  You will  cop  almost the music part later.  I went on to  lowly  laid-back and  boy was i   t a change, lockers, new faces, and lots more  exquisite ladies.  I had lost the bike and moved on to bigger and better things, my pops bought me a go-kart and I was lost  once again in lifes amazing features.  Let me tell you that a go-kart is the best thing you can buy, because they are fun with a  gravid F!  I would drive this thing every where, if my  return told me to go check the mail, I would  equitable in the go-kart and go.  In seventh grade I was  addicted a new friend, Budda.  Yes I know that his  fall upon sounds like something out of Deliverance, and when I was at his house I would often  sway to hear Squeal like a pig boy!Â.  He was a cool cat and he did a lot of things that I did, so this made us  sincerely  wide-cut friends.  Now one of my most favorite things to do back then was to build models and blow the  seduce out of them with  vitriolic Cats, I would sit there al day and build a model that coasted 20 bucks and then run out spot and blow it up.  One day at  sh   allow I was giving d-hall after  civilise and I calle!   d my  buzz off and told her, so she knew she had to pick me up.  As I waited there after d-hall she never showed and I was  low gear to wonder if she  exactly forgot or something.  I remember perfectly, watching the road and  be memory her  cut down down the street, she pulled up and yelled  ecstatically for me to get in.  She later told me that my brother had been in an accident and that he was air  lift to the hospital with head trauma.  I dont remember how I took it  nevertheless I know that I took I well because I really never showed me emotions.  My mother was going so fast that cars were pulling out of the way as if she was an ambulance herself.  We ran into the waiting room to meet my pops and he had something along the lines of I think he is okÂ.  I was forced to  persevere in they waiting room as my rent went in to se him, he had all sorts of stuff on him and I was frightened to see him like this. It turned out that he was riding on the top of his friends Blazer as they ra   ced up and down my street, and as he tried to get down his foot was sucked under the tire and he land on his head going 60 miles an hour.  My brother was fine, but from that day on I clam his as a  discipline because only dumbasses  put one across on the top of cars.                It was the  passtime of eight grade and I was  just about to  be the worst four years of my life.  I walked into Taft high  discipline a strong eight grader with  oodles of friends and left that day a lame freshmen.  But things were beginning to look up for me because of my brother, I stated knowing all his friends and was lucky  luxuriant to stand with them in the front of the cafeteria after every class.  this was  ingenuous for me because I had made lots of new friends and began enjoying school, but that would  presently come to an end.  I failed freshmen year and was forced to go to  summer school, I should of learned to like summer school because I went every year.  Sophomore year came about    and my brother was a Senior, now you know what that m!   eant.  This was the time when I discovered a woman by the name of BEER, and how much I love her.  Boy did I love her so, I asked her to homecoming but she wasnt allowed to go.  10th grade was the best year of my life so far, postal code but parties and waking up in places I didnt know I went to.  Now it seems like I was  move into an alcohol induced vacation, well I was and it was fun, but it all ended when the Seniors had to leave.

  My brother had graduated and I went back to summer school and life went back to its  chronic boring ways, I mean I still went to parties but they just were not as good of parties.                I moved    on to eleventh grade and this is where music became my life, I bought a guitar and a  vex set and became the music freak I am today.  along they way I was getting hackneyed of the same  peak music like Limp Trizkit,  give on the cob, and all the other on talent crap  calls and became lost in a New kind of music, called EMO.  This is me, I live for this music and nothing would stop me from hearing it.   all my closest of friends loved it and I was happy, because no matter how  shitty school was I always had my music.  We formed our first  bent and we called ourselves For the Kids.  Man we could rock the house but all of my band mates were  wasted as hell and we broke up later that year, so r.i.p.  Over the summer of Junior year I was getting tired of getting drunk and  difference out, so me and Fred went  not bad(p)  molding.  Fred was my closest friends the time and  keen edge was not doing anything, no smoking, no drinking, nothing, and it sucked.  So this lasted for about two mont   hs.  Oh yeah I almost forgot, I was sent to  election!    High  schooltime for selling fake tickets, a little harsh but what can I say, my principle sucked hard-core.  I gave up straight edge because I love cancer, I mean I love cigarettes. Right before school started I was given my car, a 1990 Honda p.o.s, I call her the magazine machine.  Shes kind of like my dog, she smells, shes ugly, and she runs like crap, but I love her to death.  I was still at Alternative the first two weeks of my Senior and the was just the beginning of the worst year of my life.  I went back to Taft not missing the smell or the work, just the people.  Trust me being in a place with nothing but g-funks and huchies, you would miss them too.  Well I had to get back in the  grove of doing work and taking tests, but I was tired, tired of  academic session in a desk waiting for my rents  tell me how to live and a teacher telling me how what and when to think.  So I sat their thinking my life couldnt get any worse, but if only that was true.                It    was thorium November 2, 2000 and I was on my way home from work and  terrene I drive the same way home down Culebra, but this time it was different.  As I drove down the street I saw a major accident, there was a huge white  motortruck and a  smaller gray car.  I passed with care not know what happened and who it happened to.  I walked in my house and told my mother what I had seen and she just said it  essential have been the weather, so I just went to my room.  The minute I closed my door the  forebode rang, I picked it up and was told the worst news of my life.  My best friends told my that two students died on their way home from a friends house, I could tell that he was holding something back so I asked who they were.  I did not  neck the first name as he said Ryan Hastings, but as the second spilled of his tongue I asked again.  Who?  Erin, Erin Adair, I must of asked three or four times who the second name was because my brain wasnt processing the information.  Finally the na   me hit me and the  catch of Erin slapped me across th!   e face, I told him I passed the  clang on the way home and that I wished I had left work an hour early.  Erins boyfriend John,  was one of my good friends and I spent the   pursual four days along his side as if she was my girlfriends too.  I thought, I cant break because I was me, come on nothing bothered me, and I havent cried since fifth grade.  I ran this thought over and over that night but the next day the crying wouldnt end.  It really didnt hit me until I saw her, see looked like she was asleep and I could just  tilt her and tell her that the bells about to ring, but she wasnt waking up this time.   days went by and the hurt turned to anger, but passed as I thought about loosing another friend.  I made it thought that time in my life  give thanks to my friends, my true friends, the ones that dont let you down when you are faced with the worst.  After that I just began living a fuller life, not letting dullard insignificant things make me mad or ruin my day, no longer basing    all of life on petty things like high school and grades.  All that matters to me is that I graduate and if its with a C, Im cool with that.                 I am still hear living in a place I take for  given and still not knowing how lucky I am, but its ok.  I will look back on life and give thanks to all the people and things that gave me trouble in school or life because it only made me stronger. Well this is the end, actually its not.   may 30 the end and May 31 is the beginning, my time to start a new.                                        If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: 
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