A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

I was 10 years old now and the oldest kid of them all. I had my parents, my younger brother and my younger sister, my dog, and also my grandma. My grandpa had died in War World I. Even though we were white we were pretty poor living on our farm. I loved living in the farm land. It was a quiet place but we also had our own farm and house. There was a nearby church that we would go to every Sunday, and ;earn about God. Luckily for us we lived in Alpena Michigan and we could be able to travel to Lake Huron and get water.

We had cows chickens and only one horse. We loved him to death because he would help us go from one place to another to get curtain goods that we didn't have. I was young but my father always made me milk the cows and catch the chicken. My father was nice, but when it came to working he always pushed himself and even me to the point where we can't work anymore. After everyday of hard work we would eat some bread and go to sleep, and do it all over again. The only time we would eat chicken would be on Sunday's. We only ate chicken on Sunday's because we liked to save our food and not waste it quickly.

I couldn't really do a lot of playing because I had to work with my dad and unlike my younger brother and sister they could play around because they weren't 10 years old yet. One of the rules in our house was once your ten you have to start learning to work so when your older you know what to do. I didn't really care sometimes because it was fun when i had to milk the cows. Every Sunday that I made it I thanked God for letting me live another day with my family and horses and and letting me eat some really good chicken and pie that my mom and grandma made every Sunday.

Pet Peeves

1. I hate when someone special doesn't trust me.

2.I hate when people say I don't know.

3. I hate when a boy everyday after school trys to hump me.

4. I hate when a curtain person calls me Fag and when people call me Juliana.

5. I hate when I don't land a trick when I'm skateboarding.

6. I really hate when someone says their going to kill themselves, for when they get mad or something.

7. I hate when people jock me. For example when someone texts me over and over.

8. I don't like when someone can't admit their wrong.

9. I hate when i'm sleeping on the weekend and someone texts me something stupid and it wakes me up.

10. I hate when my brother looks through my drawer and when people do too.

11. I hate calling a fast food and they take forever to bring our food.

12. I hate when my mom talks on the phone and doesn't let me listen to the music because she is on the phone.

13. I hate when my old boss tried to make everything perfect when he couldn't even do it perfect.

14. I hate when people try to show off in front of girls.

15. When someone trys to say their good at something but they really aren't.

16. I hate when the Cubs lose.

17. I hate when my mom asks the dumbest questions.

18. I hate when parents make you go to like 5 different stores.

19. I hate when guys have their pants with their butts sticking out.

20. I hate the scary movies now because their so predictable.

21. I hate it when graffiti on the streets is ugly.

22. I hate when people don't clean up after their dogs pooh.

23. I hate when girls cut themselves.

24. I hate people who are over protective.

25. I hate when people try to tell me what to do when they can't do it themselves.

26. I hate the cops they don't even do their job correctly.

The Serect

It was my best friend's deepest, darkest secret and it would be a hard one to keep. I remember this day clearly. We were both in 6th grade and we were about 12 years old now. We were always together, and always told each other everything. One day my best friend came to me and said "yo can i tell u a secret?" I said go ahead and he went and said i had sex last night with my sisters friend. I told him explain what happen and he said it was last night last when my sister's friends slept over I was downstairs with one and we were talking and we starting talking and ended up having sex. I was shocked but he said don't tell nobody and I said okay. I never told anybody about his secrets unless he said I could. One day someone came up too me and asked is it true my boyfriend which was my best friend, had sex with another girl? I never lied to anyone before so i couldn't start now. I told her and she broke with him and she was just heart broken. My best friend came up too me and said "why would you tell her?" I said because i couldn't lie to her. And until now he still hasn't talked to me. This happen in 6th grade and I am a freshmen in college.

Her Mysterious Death

Her death was due to mysterious circumstances and I was assigned to the case. At 1:06 a.m. on March 13, 2009 of a cold day, Sandra Cosby was murdered on Milwaukee and Kedzie She was shot in the back of the head and two more times in the back. She was apparently running while her boyfriend was fighting off the gun-men. There were 2 gun-men in the scene and one was fighting Sandra's boyfriend better known as Jimmy Hernandez and he told Sandra "run and go get help". As she was running the other suspect got out of the vehicle and he started to pursue her and as she ran she was shot in the back and she fell to the floor and ran to her and shot one more time in the back and another in the back of the head. A witness described what had happen and what kind of car they where driving in. It was a mini Astro van the color blue with white stripes going along the side of the car.



Sandra Cosby was a good women she loved school, she had a good job working part-time because of school. She was 18 years old and a senior in Lane Tech High School. Julian Cabrera was assigned to the murder. I am a Crime scene investigator. I been in the business for about 3 in a 1/2 years and was on top of my game every time I was working. I loved to work with everything especially dead bodies. When they assigned me to the case I had to find out who the murder was. Apparently a witness came in to tell us what happen. When we took the witness in for investigation he seemed scared. The witness was Jordan Montoya he was 18 years old and he was skateboarding at the Eagle, when he says he saw two cars pull over and one man with a gun so he went to hide but watched what was happening. He said right when some guy got out the car with a girl he ran out to the gun-men and started fighting him. Jordan said "I though that guy was dead but nothing happen he was dropped to the floor and that's it, but he did tell the girl to run." We suspected that the boyfriend had something to do with it. So I put him on my list. My list was people that I though they had something to do with the crime scene. Jordan also explained Their was another man with the gun-men. According to Jordan he was the one who pursued the girl and shot her 3 times. Who was it who shot Sandra Cosby?

We had to start investigating fast. We had a suspect though it was her boyfriend Jimmy Hernandez. He lived pretty far out in Niles. We went out to his house.When we arrived it was a lonely street but very green with lots of trees. His parents answered the door before we knocked and just starting ambushing us with questions and asking for her son. We told them to go inside and we will discuss this. We were talking about her son Jimmy Hernandez he is about 19 and doesn't work. He lives in the basement of his parents house and apparently we didn't really know how Sandra could like such a person! Jimmy was nowhere to be found and had no friends that we could contact him at. Apparently to us he was in on it.

Jimmy Hernandez had fled town before we could contact him. As we got more clues everything started coming together. We went right over to Sandra's house to see if we could get anymore information. We asked the parents to see what kind of information we could get. The mother said "On March 13, 2009 she was working and got off at 10:00 p.m. and was supposed to be home by 10:30 to 11:00 p.m, but she never showed up. We called her cellphone almost every 5 minutes but no answer at all. We were worried so we sent our sons to go look for her. Our kids are about in their late 20's now. One is Joe Jr. he was the oldest kid of them all than David he was the second oldest. It was now about 2:30 a.m. and there was no word of any of my kids. At 3:01 a.m. cops had came to my house and when I opened I though it was my kids but it was the cops and I asked what happened and they say Sandra Cosby has been announced dead at 1:06 a.m. I was crying so hard that I had forgotten about my boys. They were nowhere to be found they didn't call me nothing and i though they were dead too until I got a call saying mom this is Joe don't worry I'm okay and he hung up. He was calling from a pay phone but I don't know where from."

After talking with the parents we had it all. Well we though we did. We tracked down when Joe Jr. had made the phone call it was still in Chicago. Joe had still not been found and yet we had nothing. A few days later we had got a call from a lady saying she sees two bodies in the Chicago River. To come to find out it was Jimmy Hernandez Sandra's brother, David Sandra's brother and even Joe Jr. were found dead March 17, 2009. How does three men have being dead?
Was there someone else who killed them or did one kid all and than kill themselves?

We had no idea what was going on at all except for the fact that 4 people were dead in left than a week. We brought Jordan Montoya back in for more investigation and he told us the exact same story he told us last time. We had absolutely nothing. I've never been this bad at a case before until a few weeks later we got a lead. A witness came in and said "this is the real story." She explained to us that she was getting off the blue line of Logan Square when she seen two cars on the side of the street and does where the only two cars around I seen a man fighting a man and one of them had the gun a girl started to run and some guy started chasing him. I looked back at the people fighting and i looked at the cars i seen a gun go out of the window and shots were fired. The girl had fell to the floor and it was 3 shots fired. The guy that was chasing her ran back in the car and the two guys fighting stopped fighting and one got in the other car and the other guy got in the other car.

We knew someone esle was involved but who? We figured most of it out; After eventhing had happen they all met up and it was 4 suspects in too kill the girl Sandra's brother's and her boyfriend and another person. When they met up they must of been arguing with eachother and one must of shot anther and than one after another. Or maybe the fourth person shot all three of them and fled town before he could be caught. Who was the person who killed Sandra Cosby?

Julian Cabrera's Life Story

When my son was born, all i said was "here we go again." I was excited to have but also mad because I've had to kids already and they were a drag when they were babies and i had strong feeling he would be too. Before he actually came out he was stuck and he had too be pulled out forceps. When he finally came out he was such a cry-baby. We had to name him but we didn't know what to name him. We came up with Julian and he was officially Julian Cabrera.



My wife had too stay in the hospital for another 2 weeks and i had too go back home because i had to work and i had too take care of the kids. When her and Julian came home i was excited and happy for the baby to see how he likes the environment. We feed him and everything. The thing was my wife and me weren't making enough money so we had too move into a small studio. After a year or two my wife and i separated and she took Julian and i kept the other two kids.



My wife moved with her mom in the south-side and had Julian too. I was still seeing Julian because after school he had too come to my house until my wife got out of work and she worked right under where i lived. Once my wife had enough money she rented a house nearby my house and the other two kids moved with her, and my brother moved in with me and it was just us in my studio and the kids and my wife in her house. Everything was okay for a few years with my brother except for the fact that i wanted my family back.

My oldest son moved back with me and things still weren't the same. That's when Julian came back. He was about 7 years old when he came to stay and live with me. The whole family was good. I was teaching Julian how to play baseball because that was my favorite sport and i wanted to see if he loved it and i was right. We signed him up for t-ball and he was MVP and played travel ball. Each year he played and he still is.

Julian was always clumsy and always found away to hurt himself, but it was okay because he never cried. One day in fall of 2008 he was arrested for tagging. When i found out i was pissed off knowing that he did but disappointed in myself for not knowing that he does that. It was embarrassing to pick him up at the precinct. I grounded him and everything went smoothly. He would always mock me when i talk to him, and make fun of my accent. For example when i told him to clean his room he would mock me and say "GOOO CLEAN YOUR ROM." And i would just send him away and laugh about it. No matter what i love Julian and the rest of my kids.