Human Trafficking

Stop Human TRAFFICKING

Over 200,000 girls as young as age seven are…

·      Kidnapped

·      Sold to sexual slavery

·      Beaten

·      Pregnant

·      Betrayed by friends

·      HIV positive

·      Forced drugs and alcohol

·      Caged

…Because of human trafficking

Help the victims of human trafficking by donating to the maiti Nepal organization

My Everyday Hero

She is the nicest person I know.
When others are happy, she is happy.
She never gives up.
She is alway thinking of ways to help.
She is constantly giving.
I can be myself around her.
She always does favors for others.
She never expects anything in return.
She is honest.
She does things with all her heart.
She enjoys volunteering.
She works hard.
She's always there to give support.
She gives great advice.
She is very thoughtful in the things she does.
I love spending time with her.
My sister is my everyday hero.

Expressive Writing: Interior Monologue

The half drawn curtain moved. I was standing on an uneven rocky surface making it hard to balance. The rocks were wet and rough under my feet. As the curtain slowly continued to open I hear waves crashing. How can there be waves behind a curtain? It's impossible; your just imagining it. The curtain abruptly came to a stop. The air smells like salt and seaweed. Maybe if I could just get a little closer I could see what lies behind the curtain. Don't worry, just go. i bounded from rock to rock approaching the lavender curtain. It felt so soft as it lightly brushed my arms. I was past it; it was that easy to just walk away from the things behind me. When i past the curtain I felt free. The burden of my past was lifted of my shoulders and now nothing can hold me back. I ran as the waves crashed on the shore. As far as i can see, there is a never ending shade of dark blue covering the earths surface. The darkness of the water is harsh against the white clouds. I jump into the water. needles of freezing cold water pierce my skin. What is it? Is it a wave? All of a sudden I can't see. I'm beneath the surface of the big blue and al I feel is water in my nose and the taste of salt burning the back of my throat. What happened? Didn't I escape? How could it have caught up to me so quickly? This isn't real; I already escaped the past. Now I can feel me body being pulled. My arm feels like it will be torn out of socket in just a few moments. I see a light. Can they turn it off? It's blinding me! Now there's darkness; they must have heard me. I can feel my chest expand and it feels like it's about to burst! It's out of my control; I can't stop my lungs from... " Are you okay?" The voice is unclear. Sort of a mumble, and completely grammatically incorrect. Now my body is shaking. Oh no, it's gonna burst! " Stop!" Why did I just yell that? " Are you okay?" The voice repeats itself. Am I going crazy? I was alone and now this voice won't leave me alone. My eyes open and I regret it immediately. I forget that it's noon; the sun burns my eyes. I'm blind! This time I know it for sure. As I attempt to oen my eyes once more, I see a place unlike any other I've seen before. I've done it! I've finally moved forward; I've escaped my past.