Who Am I?

My identity is tons of different things. I am Italian and I am a Chicagoan, but these are not the only things that define me. Most people won't see that I am also a daughter of a loving mother and supportive step dad or that I'm a crazy older sister and a quiet cousin. They won't see that I am still a student who learns more and more every day. They won't see that I am friend and that I am a listener to their problems and their dreams. If you open your eyes you will see that I am a reader with millions of stories in my mind and a writer who wants everyone to hear my thoughts, but I am shy. Just because it's hard for me to state my thoughts that doesn't make me useless, I still have feelings and ideas that I want to share. Though somethings people know about me make them think they have the right to judge me, just because I love cats and own one doesn't make me someone you can think wrongly about. Okay maybe I am a crazy cat lady to you, but to me I am smart and reliable teenager who is still growing every single day, that is my identity! People should see all things about me, but some of them don't. My identity is me and if you don't see that, well then you are just missing out.

The Future Me

In 10 from now I'm going to have finished high school and be in a good university by then. I will be living alone with a cat named Sylvia and a lizard named Leafa. Since I will be 23 I will be responsible for living happily and healthy. I would have a car and a job to help pay bills and college funds, hopefully I have a job that is fun to work at. Many things can happen in ten years. I could have visited England or wrote a book, but I won't know till the year 2027.

This is my in ten years poster.

Loki

The day was very cloudy, but it was the perfect weather to wear a warm sweater. This time of the year was on of my favorites. Today was just a normal day for everybody else, for my family it was the day we got a kitten.

The day I met the kitten was a month after my birthday. Since my dads friend had a cat that just had kittens, we were able to get one. All of the kittens were so cute, but in the litter only two stood out to me. One was a black kitten with white patch of white fur on it's chest and the other kitten had so many shades of brown fur. At the end of the visit I decided we should get the blacked furred kitten. Which I later named Loki. Unfortunately the kittens had to stay with their mother for a while longer.

Finally, it was the day Loki would be coming to live with us full time. He was still tiny and his paws were as pink as jelly beans! It took him a while to get used to us, but once he did he was very playful. He was jumping all over the furniture and making tons of noise, when in reality he was pretty quiet. He was very hyper and only took very short cat naps, he was going to be a handful.

Today Loki is still hyper and will be turning one on the 24th of September, hopefully he calms down by then. Loki being so hyper and getting fleas, even getting ear mites at one time, has made me more responsible. I know he is lot of work, but I will continue to love him for being him. I want to thank my baby Loki, for making me happier and more responsible.