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Thursday, November 20, 2008
Contest essay
It started about two or three weeks ago, i thought that by giving him a hug that he would stop all the sexual looks and comments he says to me. So u gave him a hug and as he was coming in for the hug his hand reached up for my breast, and he skimes it. i thought it was an accident, so i let it slide. The next day in class, he came up from behind me, grabbed me and picked me up. As he picked me up, his hands landed right on top of my chest grabbing them. I told him to stop and athat it made me uncomfortible, so he stopped. Well that is until the next day. He came up and grabbed my chest and rubbed his hand down my pants zipper. i pushed him and told him to stop; i did not tell anyone because i thought he would stopand that it would go away, but i was very wrong.
Surviving sexual harassment defines me. The next day in class my teacher and I were standing in front of the class vroom door, looking at the art work that she had just put over the window of the door. The boy came up from behind me and opened the door and pushed me into my teacher and then out into the hall. i tried to fake him out by spinning to get back into the class room. It did not work; he was too big and too strong for me to get by him. I pushed and pleaded for him to let me back in the class room, but he would not. He slammed the door behind us closing us off from the class. He pushed me up against the door anf the wall so i could not move or get out. When he pushed his body into and against mine it felt like a wall of bricks was laying on me, and i could not move. His head turned towards mine and moving inward to kiss me. I was terrified; i could not stop myself from shaking. My mind went blank. His hands began to mave all over my body. He whispered nasty things in my ears sending chills of fear throughtout my body.
His hand movedd down all over my stomach. He started liftting and moving his hands up my shirt. I finally got my hands free and pushed him with all my strenth. It got him off guard just enough that he moved back, and as he did, i swung my head straight for his head and hit him right in the nose. He backed off screaming with pain.
I ran back in the class room and sat in my desk. I could not stop shaking. I could not think. I could not move. I did not know what to do. I walked down the hall and in a daze, my mind only thinking about one thing, "was i sexually harassed?" "What do i do?" "who do i tell?" I walked to meet my friends for lunch and tears began to flow from my eyes. No matter how hard i tried, i could not stop them from coming out. My friends saw that i was crying. They soon became alarmed and wondered what had happened. I told them what just happened, and they said that i should tell the school police officer and get justice for what he had done to me.
Through the tears i told the officer what had happened. He called my family to let them know hwat i had just experenced. My family showed up one by one, my sister first. When i saw her, i fell to my knees and exploded with more emotion. My dad showed up as we were walking out the doors of the school. I could see the anger and fear in his eyes when he saw me. My dad said he was going to go talk to the police officer to find out what was going to happen to the boy. The officer said, "He will be charged with six xounts of sexual harassment, and will be tried as an adult. We have him in custody, and will take him to jail to wait to see what is going to happen."
From that day, i have been living in fear. Fear of him coming after me and hurting me. I had dreams about him; I could not sleep alone or be alone at night. He made me fear everything and everyone. The only men i trusted were my dad and brothers. I woundered when it would end. If i was out at night, I carried something to protect myself whether it was a screw driver or mace. After awhile, everything got better. I was not as scared; i did not have as many dreams. That is until i got a letter in the mail four months later saying that a trial was being held, and i was welcome to come sit in and watch.
As i read this, all that emotion from that day come rushing back. I could not go to his trial and face him. He hurt me. I told my dad that i could not go. My dad said he would go for me. My dad come home from his and said he got charged wit six counts of sexual harassment, and was sentenced as an adult and has to serve two years in prison without parole. When i heard my dad say that, it felt like this bunch of rocks had been lifted off my shoulders. I could sleep safe now; he will not be able to hurt me anymore. That is until the day he gets out. Endering sexual harassment will deinfe me for years to come.
Surviving sexual harassment defines me. The next day in class my teacher and I were standing in front of the class vroom door, looking at the art work that she had just put over the window of the door. The boy came up from behind me and opened the door and pushed me into my teacher and then out into the hall. i tried to fake him out by spinning to get back into the class room. It did not work; he was too big and too strong for me to get by him. I pushed and pleaded for him to let me back in the class room, but he would not. He slammed the door behind us closing us off from the class. He pushed me up against the door anf the wall so i could not move or get out. When he pushed his body into and against mine it felt like a wall of bricks was laying on me, and i could not move. His head turned towards mine and moving inward to kiss me. I was terrified; i could not stop myself from shaking. My mind went blank. His hands began to mave all over my body. He whispered nasty things in my ears sending chills of fear throughtout my body.
His hand movedd down all over my stomach. He started liftting and moving his hands up my shirt. I finally got my hands free and pushed him with all my strenth. It got him off guard just enough that he moved back, and as he did, i swung my head straight for his head and hit him right in the nose. He backed off screaming with pain.
I ran back in the class room and sat in my desk. I could not stop shaking. I could not think. I could not move. I did not know what to do. I walked down the hall and in a daze, my mind only thinking about one thing, "was i sexually harassed?" "What do i do?" "who do i tell?" I walked to meet my friends for lunch and tears began to flow from my eyes. No matter how hard i tried, i could not stop them from coming out. My friends saw that i was crying. They soon became alarmed and wondered what had happened. I told them what just happened, and they said that i should tell the school police officer and get justice for what he had done to me.
Through the tears i told the officer what had happened. He called my family to let them know hwat i had just experenced. My family showed up one by one, my sister first. When i saw her, i fell to my knees and exploded with more emotion. My dad showed up as we were walking out the doors of the school. I could see the anger and fear in his eyes when he saw me. My dad said he was going to go talk to the police officer to find out what was going to happen to the boy. The officer said, "He will be charged with six xounts of sexual harassment, and will be tried as an adult. We have him in custody, and will take him to jail to wait to see what is going to happen."
From that day, i have been living in fear. Fear of him coming after me and hurting me. I had dreams about him; I could not sleep alone or be alone at night. He made me fear everything and everyone. The only men i trusted were my dad and brothers. I woundered when it would end. If i was out at night, I carried something to protect myself whether it was a screw driver or mace. After awhile, everything got better. I was not as scared; i did not have as many dreams. That is until i got a letter in the mail four months later saying that a trial was being held, and i was welcome to come sit in and watch.
As i read this, all that emotion from that day come rushing back. I could not go to his trial and face him. He hurt me. I told my dad that i could not go. My dad said he would go for me. My dad come home from his and said he got charged wit six counts of sexual harassment, and was sentenced as an adult and has to serve two years in prison without parole. When i heard my dad say that, it felt like this bunch of rocks had been lifted off my shoulders. I could sleep safe now; he will not be able to hurt me anymore. That is until the day he gets out. Endering sexual harassment will deinfe me for years to come.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
This is our family photo minus jen (she decided to stay in Rock Springs) it is at bloomington lakes, the lakes where they have not found the bottom to. it was so pretty at the lakes the snow was still covering the cliffs next to the lakes.
oh i have had so much fun in this fish pound, i was trying to catch a rainbow trout with my hands and i slipped and my right leg landed in the nasty water with dead BIG rats floting!! make me vomit!!!!! i had to walk back to her house with one wet leg and one wet shoe. i felt like i peed my pants on one side.
This is another picture from bloomington lake showing the cliffs next to the lake. This lake freaked me out, so many people have died in this lake because of how cold it is. when you go it is so beautiful but it has this erre feeling because of all those who have lost their lives. they told me a story how their friends drowned in this lake. he and a friend were swimming across the lake and on the way back his body started to shut down and he could not make it, so his friend swam out to get him and while he had him in his arms the guy was thrashing and trying not to drowned so the friend had to let him go so he would not drowned with him. it took them a long time to find his body, and the friend how tried to save him as not ever gone back and will not go swimming. as they told me this i thought i could not do that, let my friend drowned but yet if i had to save myself could i? it also reminded me of my big brothers Nate and Heath, they decided to go swimming in a cold lake and heaths body started to shut down and my brother had to swim with him to the lakes banks, i couldnt not imagen what it would feel like to lose my brothes or to not find their bodies. mind ran in circles while i was at that lake imagen all what they felt.
The Cliffs that surrounded the lake on one side.

Rissa's neighbors had big mamma sauls (Pig) who just had a bunch of babies, so we picked them up and held them. they are so cute and little. their noses are wet and warm. and their squils are so cute.
WELCOM TO BERN! population 126, settled 1876. bern is so tinny i love it. i so want to live in a place like this. where everyone knows eveyone. ans you have your own land.
Dereks cow farm. they had a baby caf so i named it Nellie jr. she is so cute and warm. you just want to cuddle right up to her. i told derek that if i came back and Nellie jr. was no where to be found that i would be rather upset!!
The baby cows would suck on your fingers like it was an utter filled with milk. it was so cute. it felt really cool even though your fingers were all slimmy. they had a bunch of cats and kitties. their is a picture of a cow and a kittie
Another picture at Bloomington lakes, where you can swing on a rope and land in the water. Before Derek swong on the roped he asked if any of us were good swimmers just incase he let go of the rope so we could save him. well he didnt let go of the rope thank goodness cause i didnt really want to go swimming in a FREEZING cold lake and maybe have to choose whether i let us both drowned or one of us!
Our Trip to Bern was so much fun. i got to learn more about how Rissa grew up and how she lived. I found a future home for me, i found a place i want to live and raise my family. thanks Rissa for a wonderful time!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Money

If only money really did grow on trees
My problems would vanish
no more days without with milk or bread
no more wondering if ill make it to wal-mart on my empty gas take
being able to do laundry
go see a movie on a girls night out
wouldn't have to deal with cramps on the worst time of the month
wouldnt have to lie to get out of things that coast money
I wouldnt have to pull my hair back cause i can not afford hair spray or shampoo
or hope i dont smell like BO
if only money grew on tree
the world would be a much easier place to live
Sunday, October 5, 2008
This was our ABC (anything but clothes) party!!! it was so much fun!! i was cereal boxes!! sarah was wearing her cool new ducktap dress! we dont really know what jen was! :)
Our soccer players dancing!!! haha this will be a night i wont forget!
chase and casem in their ABC clothes chase is a present and casem the sky with his glow in the dark stars!
Tag- Fun Insights!
3 Favorite Last PurchasesNew underwear, lotion, and a good book
3 Favorite Movies freedom writers, ninja turtles, goofy movie
3 Things I haven't done yet sky diving, drawn a master piece, eaten snake
3 Things I Can't Live Without FOOD, music, and friends
3 Favorite Dishes beannie weenies, cereal, goobers on waffels
3 Favorite TV Shows supernatural, er, and the first 48
3 Last Places I've sandy ut, rock springs wy, sandy ut
3 Favorite Treats chocolate animal crakcers w/ peanut butter, cookie dough, cheez-its
3Things I'd Buy if Money weren't an Issue a cool house, cool cars, and endless underwear
3 People I Tag i dont really have people
3 Favorite Last PurchasesNew underwear, lotion, and a good book
3 Favorite Movies freedom writers, ninja turtles, goofy movie
3 Things I haven't done yet sky diving, drawn a master piece, eaten snake
3 Things I Can't Live Without FOOD, music, and friends
3 Favorite Dishes beannie weenies, cereal, goobers on waffels
3 Favorite TV Shows supernatural, er, and the first 48
3 Last Places I've sandy ut, rock springs wy, sandy ut
3 Favorite Treats chocolate animal crakcers w/ peanut butter, cookie dough, cheez-its
3Things I'd Buy if Money weren't an Issue a cool house, cool cars, and endless underwear
3 People I Tag i dont really have people
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