Non-Meaningless

          I just don't know, but sometimes it feels like I'm the only one in this world. I feel bored and all that, like what's the use of life; that's when this comes in, life isn't meaningless. Life has something, well I mean it means something, we just have to find the purpose of life. I know, I know how many times a day do you hear this? That's right even though your answer probably not match mine, not enough. Yes, you don't hear this enough, unless you hang out with someone who loves nature. Me, I'm not so fond of nature, I like nature, but not love. I'm a teen of my word, ha see what I did there, because usually the saying is: "I'm a man of my word." 

   

  

 Not this time, this time I'm a teen of my word. I'll tell what's non-meaningless, we teens are non-meaningless.   

      When adults see us teens they think of us as little kids, we maybe kids, but we're matured. We can speak, we can stand up for ourselves as the adults can. We just have to train our minds to do so. We teens love to hang is that non-meaningless. I don't understand why most adults think we can't think for ourselves. They should know their selves because they were once teens, too. So, they should know we have our own minds, if we didn't well how else are we suppose to think,. We can use our mind. Actually, anyone can use their minds, they just need to know how. 

          I know, I know why I'm I keep saying we teens? Well, because I'm speaking about us teens generally. We all think differently. So, what's your opinion comment below!

Teen Sexual Abuse

Teens sexual abused.

Teen sexual abuse needs to stop. Yes it is because teens commit suicide because of it. 30 percent of suicides are related to sexual abuse. Parents need to know how to speak to their children. We teens want help from you, but most of us want you to make the first step. If we hold back and say: nothing is wrong, it means something is, unless of course nothing is wrong. 1 out of  of every 3 girls and 1 out of every 4 boys are abused by the age 18. Whether it's domestic, sexual, an so on. If you find out you're child is being abuse try counseling, if that doesn't work talk to them yourself. I'm sure your teen will trust you at this time. If it is the parent abusing the child. I just have to say this. Run as you can find a neighbor, a cop, anyone that will help. There are some nice cops and neighbors out there. When you are sexually abuse the offender is usually a male. He would molest about 17 youngsters or teens that are afraid to step forward in this type of situation. Usually the victim knows the offender and wouldn't tell anyone because, they're afraid, confused, or they trusted the offender. 35% of women and 20% of men were sexually abused at the age of teen and children. Most likely in adulthood if the teen didn't get help, the teen will start acting out.

Child sexual abuse is reported up to 80,000 times and this is in the U.S. If you don't step forward the abuse usually increases over time. This causes isolation from friends. To prevent sexual abuse. Listen to your child, listen when they cry for help. If not you maybe lose them. You may know you're child is going through this if:

• If their behavior changes.
• they start to fear or dislike certain people and places.
• they can't sleep during the night.
• poor hygiene
• start acting like a baby again
• anxiety
• running away
• depression
• eating disorders
• low self-esteem

And that's not even all of it. Look for these signs. Stay close to your teen have time for them. You're teen needs you. Teens sexual abuse or any type isn't good for a teen's or child's health. If you find out or already know please report it or your teen maybe hate you or kill their selves because of sexual abuse. STOP THIS TODAY! BE AWARE.

That Bad Feeling

Do you just have that feeling when something bad is going to happen, but you just don't know when?

I know I have those feelings and I don't like them one bit. I had that feeling when my mother passed away last year. I had the feeling that she probably wasn't going to beat cancer this time. It wasn't a good feeling. It made me feel pain, sadness, but I got over it. I just had to keep moving. I have that bad feeling all the time now. I sometimes ask myself: Do I have breast cancer? Will I get it? Will I survive or die? Why me? 

Well it's me because people in my family died of cancer before my mother and it isn't a good thing. So my chances are pretty risky of getting cancer. I probably have the genes, I don't know. I don't get check ups.

I don't think it's a sort of blessing either, I would rather die quickly than slowly. Having cancer is dying slowly. I have this feeling that I might get breast cancer, bone cancer, or some type of cancer that I don't want. This is why Angelina Jolie is my remodel. I'm not the only one that had that bad feeling, I know I'm not, because I'm not the only one in this world. If I was, I doubt it would be fun. I'd be lonely.

That bad feeling is the feeling that keeps me wondering about cancer. When I'm older I want to help people with cancer. I can do that now, but I just don't know how or where to start. Cancer is a beast. A beast that I rather not be in this world. Isn't there too many ways to die in this world already. why can't we have one less thing to worry about? Cancer takes away the people you love the most. I loved my mom, but we didn't have a strong bond, but I still cried when she passed. The next morning I woke up and realized everything did happen, I  still cried. I cried her name, but in low whisper, so I didn't wake anyone up. I blamed God for a minute, but asked for forgiveness afterwards, because I understand. I love God still. I understand that everything happens for a reason, but why did she have to die for that reason. why couldn't she die in her sleep. I hate that bad feeling, that I might die that way and not just from oldness. Makes me envy sometimes when most of my friends have both of their parents, but I'm moving on, because it's time to move on. That bad feeling is the feeling of anger, sorrow, mourn, sadness all bunched up together.

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About Me

 I'm Asiya Charr. I'm artistic, which means:

• I enjoy art of all types, including, drama, music, literature, poetry, etc.
• I like using my imagination and creativity.
• I have a need to express myself.
• I describe myself as emotional or sensitive.

I'm what you might call a "creator".

I'm also Social, which means:

• I enjoy assisting people in various ways.
• I like working in groups.
• I find that verbal and communication skills comes to me naturally.

I'm what you might call an "helper".

Enterprising is also me.

• I enjoy leading and managing other people. (But if it isn't my job, I won't. There can't be two managers, I think.)
• I often respond well to competition and enjoy leading teams. (Well, I can't if there's already a leader.)
• I'm willing to take risks.
• I value status, power(not too much power), money(I mean who doesn't, You need to take care of yourself), and material possessions.
• I describe myself as ambitious or energetic.

I what you might call an "persuader".

I Love Sports, just love to stay active(sometimes).

I'm 14, well for four more months. My favorite color is lime green. I'm a girl, duh.

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Last Day of School

                  Grr! Last Day of School sucks, because you have to say goodbye to all the friends you love and always hang out with, but it's a good thing too. What sucks about it, you have to see your friends cry because they're worried that they probably won't ever see you again. That's how I feel, but I never cry, because I have hope that I might see them again someday. But this time it is different, because it's the last day of 8th grade and we all are going our separate ways, what we call high school. Some of us may see each other in high school, but then again no. Last day of school sucks because it means we're getting closer to adulthood and we have to struggle like most adults, not that we teens don't struggle now. We have to pay bills, taxes, we have to work, try living a successful life, take even more criticism. If I cry on the last day of school it's because I'm getting closer to adulthood and I don't know how or where to start, it's scary to let go. Especially, when it is time to move on and leave your parents' house and go to college or a university. I know it will be real difficult for me because my goal is to be an actress. There's over a million people who want to be what I want to be. I want to act, sing, dance, and write. I'm more of a artistic, social, enterprising person. The last day of school isn't always good. You'd think I'd be happy to be on my own, well I am, but I'm just scared. I don't mind of being independent. It just that when the real last day of school comes, which is twelve grade year, I'm going to be scared, I won't be sure of myself. That's how I feel about the last day of school. This is coming from a teen's perspective, me, Asiya Charr. I'm ambitious and energetic.

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