No (is, am, are, was, were, has, have, had)

There was a short, bald, young brown-eyed baby girl that was loud and funny. Later in life she grew to be tall with long straight hair and she became more shy and mad at the world. It got to the point of being rude to everyone that crossed her path or looked at her funny. She was very skeptical of the people around her and had a hard time trusting people, ever since her father decided to leave her and her mother alone. The older she got the more angry she became with the world, eventaully she dyed her hair blue and wore it curly,she also got her ears gauged and she was very pale skinned. probably because she locked herself in her room everyday after school and never wanted to go out with anyone. She was depressed, and angry with the world for allowing her father to leave her all alone, she needed him.
When she got older she was tall, with short blonde hair, and she wore glasses. She decided to forgive the man that had given her life. She was now smart and educated, and most importantly happy. Those days that she lived in the dark came to an end all because she decided to forgive the man that had abandoned her. Now she is in college and on her way to becoming a successful lawyer, she already works as an assistant. She is well on her way to living a happy and full life. She is engaged and soon to be married to the man of her dreams, a man that would never leave his family, or her. Her mother is retired and married to a new wonderful man and everything is all right with the world. Those years of suffering were worth the joy they feel now.



My friend Alisha could be the most complex person ever. I describe her as hilarious, volumous, frustated, but most of all depressed. Her father left when her at a young age, since then she feels like she cant trust anyone. I remember when we attended in middle school she ran away and dyed her hair aqua. With her  turquoise hair, gauged ears, and the sad eyes the color of the sky during a thunder storm she always looked lost. She would never go outside with me, she stayed locked up in her room, her skin the color of paper and she looked fragile. In our last few years of high school she looked more joyeous and she could be the smartest person that i know. She worked as a assistant at a law firm, attended law school and her hair returned back to being the color of the sun, she always straighened the long silky strands. She looked more professional and wore specticles that she didnt even require, she believed they made her look smarter, and they did! We ate lunch together the other day discussing our lives, laughing at old baby pictures, our mothers brought us into the world hairless, helpless, and innocent, unaware of how cruel the world truely could be, we learned to go with the flow and learn our lessons, now we could be describled as at peace with the tides that threw us around in the past.