Me and My Mom

My momma is helping me with this project. I have been with her for a while now. I was adopted on January 24, 2014. And for this long I am glad I am with her. She is a mother I never had. For a long time I have been thinking about my real mom. Because I wonder that why she did what she did to me. And my dad. I wonder why it had to be him and not someone else. Sometime I think it shout have been me and not him. Because I love my dad and i rather it be me. And I wish I could be here.  She is the best things that ever happen to me. Because I thought I will never find a family who will love me for who I am. And not because of what I look like. I am making a scrap book about my life. Because I wont to till people that I am tired of hiding myself from people. I wont to till the real me. I have friend who is there for me but I have not told them who I am.

My baby pictures, new pictures, and my modeling pictures. In my scrap book I’ll also write stories about my life. I might put the pictures in order, but I haven’t decided yet. It may be hard to do this because this project connects to my past because I haven’t told the real me to anyone before. I’m able to learn how to express my feelings. Every Friday, I will get to work on my scrap book. This is will be good because I’ll be able to tell my past. In the scrap book I’ll be able to show my family from when I was little. I’ll be able to show my new family too. I’ll have I don’t believe in myself yet. I’m not sure about telling other people about who I am yet. My goal for this project is to do what I need to do to tell the real me.

My name is Jasmine Reid. I am in the 9^th grade at Auburn Junior High School. I am from New York City. I moved to Alabama when I was 7. I like the color purple. My favorite thing to do is play softball. I want to play softball for school. My favorite foods are spaghetti, lasagna, and macaroni and cheese. I have 7 sisters, and 1 brother. I’m telling a little about myself, but I want to learn more about myself too while I’m doing this. I’m going to do a scrap book about my secret life because I’m scared to tell the real me, but I’m going to do it anyways. I’m adopted, and now I have a real family that loves me for who I am. This is amazing because I’ve never had a family that loved me for who I am. I want them to know the real me too.