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DAMIAN SAUCEDO 1-12-16 THIS BOY´S STREAM

This Boy´s Stream

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DAMIAN SAUCEDO 1-12-16 THIS BOY´S STREAM

ESSAY ............................................................................................................................................................. 2

MY POEM: THROUGH MY WINDOW .............................................................................................................. 3

MY FAVORITE POEM : WILD GEESE ................................................................................................................ 4

MY SHORT STORY:NEITHER MINE .................................................................................................................. 5

MY ACRONYM :ATTACHED ............................................................................................................................ 9

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DAMIAN SAUCEDO 1-12-16 THIS BOY´S STREAM

ESSAY TOLERANCE AMONG EACH OTHER All people are different, even if they are from the same family, they have their own beliefs, each person has its own way of thinking, experiences and opinions. Everyone needs to respect each other's right to differ but it is still difficult for some closed-minded people to understand this. They lack tolerance.The meaning for tolerance by Merriam-Webster its “willingness to accept feelings, habits or beliefs that are different from your own”.

Intolerance has brought many problems to our society including discrimination and disrespect for people from different religion , gender , ethnicity ,appearance and sexual orientation mostly caused by stereotypes promoted by the media. Now a days all girls have to be thin and with beautiful features in order to get accepted by the society, stereotypes have also damaged the image of Asian and black people, up to a point where they're not accepted and they are being discriminated.

Article 19 of constitution of human rights establishes “Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression[…]” , everyone has the right to choose their own religion , sexual orientation, etc. So it's important to respect those ideas and the right of every human being shall not be violated. Diferent ways for promoting tolerance exist, such as dialoguing and demonstrating empathy and compassion. Respect differences or ignore them. Learning about other´s people culture will make a difference. War, dictatorship, bullying, repression, slavery. all of those things are caused by intolerance, by now everyone should stop. People should start trying to empathize, we should start seeing everything from other people's perspective. We should start talking, we should start to get a better understanding to someone else's way of thinking. Tolerance should come from everyone, then we will have a life without problems, and full of peace.

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MY POEM: THROUGH MY WINDOW

Rain is finally here Always after sunlight Just as a lullaby spilled Through my window. This is the closest I´ve been to Eden, The closest I have been to life. My poetry hasn't died, As summer sunsets. Crying sky looks the way Fields are filled with taint. Hunting imperfections While reaching my silk, I am lamenting The dawn.

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MY FAVORITE POEM: WILD GEESE BY: MARY OLIVER You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain Are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, Are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting over and over announcing your place In the family of things.

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MY SHORT STORY: NEITHER MINE ANCEL Kissing her wasn't that bad, in fact it was really good. Her lipstick was strawberry flavored and her perfume smelled like citrus.Her hair was blond like vanilla ice cream and her eyes were black as coal. Just as her boyfriend's hair. We were in the men's bathroom, right in the second cabin, on the dirty wall of the restaurant where I saw her and winked. I laughed. She stood up and checked herself in the mirror. Took her make up and fixed her bleeding lips, I was just standing confidently. And watched her leaving a lasting kiss on my neck. Right before opening the door and meeting with her man. I saw her eyes, maybe for the last time in my life. Because we knew it was just fun, I don't even know her name and she does not know mine. I'm begging she's also thinking about this cause if not I'd be a weirdo. I combed my blond hair. I should be walking home, but I want to go to the park. ADEL Yesterday I tried "don't waste your fucking pretty face" she told me just after I threw up on her shoes, that girl on the bus who's shoes were red as blood, seeing her told me I needed to talk to her, I needed to, until I ruined it. Shoes like hers aren't cheap. I heard in my mind Ancel's voice “I’ll be right back, I'll be chilling somewhere" of course he hasn't changed. I know he'd be chasing some gorgeous girl. Maybe he's the luckiest if he´s never felt rejection. Once I read about a woman who was pregnant with twins, but only one could make it out alive. I start walking to next station.

Sometimes I wonder which one of us would be the lucky one. I guess it would be him. He's stronger and braver. But that doesn't matter when two babies fight for living. “Three dollars " a black lady said. Father would have paid. He should be here with me, instead of being 6 meters underground next to mom. .I couldn't pay, how could I? So I just went home walking.

ANCEL

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Today in sports played capture the flag. They chose me as their captain. We were the red team and we had to find the green flag. "Here’s the plan folks" everyone stared at me while I was just telling whatever came to my mind about the plans. I bet they thought I knew what I was doing. I was just happy about losing class, School is not difficult for me, and I guess it's just boring. I work at night. In a restaurant as a waiter and as a cook. I'm not like mom, she left us, and died, she had what she deserved. She was trying to leave us, to leave her family, dad tried to stop her but she ran away and got killed by a bus, which ran over her head, hers eyes were bleeding, all the street was covered with red blood, red as our flag, somehow we won, I can't even say how but the green flag was in my hands, and everyone were shouting and clapping. I know everything was done by my team, but as their captain I needed to be there. I looked at my clothes. They were dirty although I didn't do anything. ADEL While he was trying to get the flag I got stuck, felt down in a hole full of mud. Everyone was following his ideas and I was full of shit. Who wouldn't love to love him? Who would love to love me? Daddy wouldn't. Mom didn't use to. But they both loved Ancel. I can't be like him. I've tried and I can't. I arrive to the apartment and sit in the bedroom. The room has two beds. And one bathroom. We pay 150 dollars a month for this. The mirror in front of me throws a glance at me. I can't be like him. Was I to stupid for even trying? Some people say perfection is a mistake. But do they don't realize that if they were perfect they wouldn't complain I hear someone opening the door. I glance at him. His blue eyes are mad. Mad at me. Anger causes his veins on his neck to be marked. There's a room where the lights won't find me. So sad I'm inside it.

I see someone similar to me, but he's not, walking around .I feel something hard hitting my back, I turn around and find the broken lamp in the floor "what did I tell you" his voice sounds throughout the room, he's standing in front of the window, the sunlight prevents me from seeing his eyes. He gets closer, and takes my hair. "I've never caught your bullshit" he says "that's the only truth" He pulls my hair, and carries me all the way down to the wall. I can't do anything. I'm weak. My hands can't move. Even if I could he's bigger. “Get up" he's yelling "I said get up”. I'm too scared to do it. Just as always. Tears ain't coming since 3 years ago, since he started doing this. Every day. He never misses it. "I'll kill you" he says. "Go ahead" my lips say .I instantly receive punch in my chin.

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ANCEL I'm just trying to help him. My hands are bleeding, my shirt is as full of mud ADEL He hits me on my chest. And blood comes out of my mouth. I don't know why but my hands are bleeding ANCEL I can't show it. I can't show all my pain. The pain in my chest and chin. I can't show it. Not now that I'm so close ADEL "Stand up" he says, and twists my arm and pulls me up, I'm sweating a lot. I can barely see. ANCEL All these years. There's no turning back now. I need to do it. I'll do it. It's been always for Adel. For us ADEL "You better defend yourself" I hear before receiving another punch in the stomach. My teeth are tighten, too much, I believe they are getting broken. ANCEL If he doesn't make it. We'll die. We're gonna die ADEL "Finish what you started" I say, somehow, without doubt. ANCEL He'll be the dead of me. ADEL Will I find what I'm looking if he died? ANCEL “Fight me" I yell with all my soul, he can't be running anymore. He won't. ADEL I gather enough courage, and punch him in the face. He was not expecting this. And falls to the floor. I run as faster as I can. ANCEL It is working 7

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ADEL I get inside my blankets, and pretend I'm sleeping. Pretend this is not happening again. Everything except this. ANCEL "Don't be afraid folk" I said, my tone is cute. When he glances at me I punch him directly on his nose. He screams. My nose, is bleeding, and I cover it. He's not ready. ADEL A bloody party. ANCEL He pushed me. He did it. And I see him taking the broken lamp. And hitting me in the head. It hurts. A lot. I fall down. I'm bleeding. ADEL All I can see is my brother staying in the floor. He's not coming up. He's glancing at me. I can feel blood in my head and a deep pain inside my chest. ANCEL I could see it. In the men's bathroom, in the park. I needed to do it. “there’s no save on them" doctors said, mom cried. Her twins wouldn't be alive. Her sons. Our father's boys. They could save one, and only one. Adel. I'm not real, I've never been. "If you kill me, you'll be dead man" He created me. “You created me" ADEL I see myself in the mirror. I can't see Ancel. Even though he's also in front of the mirror, I throw the lamp. The mirror gets broken. Hundred of pieces, one of them will be useful. ANCEL I know his mind created me. A perfect version of himself. He always wanted to be like this. But this version of his, me, is not perfect. Not perfect because He's part of it. ADEL The bloody party continues, I slowly feel confused and dazed. He's dead. I can see his body, but I can't find his soul. Neither mine. He was right, now we're both dead.

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MY ACRONYM: ATTACHED

APPARENTLY COMPLICATED THROUGH THIS TRAPPED IN THE CALM AND I AM TIRED CAN´T LET GO HOW I USED TO BE EVERY SINGLE TIME DOING ALWAYS THE SAME

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