I Love My Sister
well my story began when my sister was a Haiti. Haiti is really poor. in Haiti the house are made of mud. lots of people have to sleep on the floor or some people are lucky enough to have a deb not a lot of people have a home some people live in the street if are not a lot of people have home some people live in the street if are not comfortable living on the street. so i think we are very lucky we even have a bed. for us we have to turn on the faucet then the water turns so we should be glad that we don't have to walk.
my sister was very. she was smarter than me i think.my sister's name was Monica. Monica was very nice she listened to other people when they were talking. she listened better than me.she always had good facts and the right answers. she was very good at math, spelling history.science was ok for her. but she didn't like social studies.she like to play by her self. when people ask if she want to play she said ''no'' my sister was awesome at reading.she can read words so fast that she will be bom like that.hey my sister was awesome and the best sister ever.
Monica was at the orphanage. An orphanage is a place that has lots of kids. kids that don't have any parents or they paid or let them go. Monica got in the orphanage because my mom could not take care of her. but my mom didn't want to let go but she knew it was right thing to do .but she did it anyway. Monica always was quick. Ii didn't even talke at all.she always sits on a chair next to the table. alone, no one was to play with her.she founed a quick place to hide quickly because she went to be a lonely.from everyone.
i think when my sister was byherself she was praying or reading. my sister was awesomeat everything she probably she miss my mom and her sister. hup she had a sister.her sister's name was mariie france. marie france had black hair,brown eyes and brown skin. love to play soccer with the boys. they thought she was pretty good at it. soccer was one of her favorite sports. we play all the time with each other. but we don't see eachother anymore so we don't play soccer anymore.anyway my mom was the best mom ever. she tried to take care of us how much she could. i think she did a goo job. i like my mom a lot. after a few days my sister was not feeling that good. her belly was not feeling good. she did not want to eat anything. she just wanted to lie down. some times she wanted to read a book to her. after the book wasdone, she throw up all over the bed put she did not care she just stood laid there. she did not even want to get out of the bed. so a man had to push her up. they cleaned it up he she lay down again. and in hour we checked on her.she was asleep. we spoke but she did not wake up. so we called the doctor. the doctor said, that she was dead."everyone was crying except the kids so we all had a funeral for my sister. at the funeral people had to say a lot. if i were there i would have said "thank you for being my sister. thank you for the great thing you have done. i love you much''. that what i would have said to her. then i started a new life
TRUE STORY I AM FROM HAITI AND A HAPPY LIVING IN THE U.S.A
my sister was very. she was smarter than me i think.my sister's name was Monica. Monica was very nice she listened to other people when they were talking. she listened better than me.she always had good facts and the right answers. she was very good at math, spelling history.science was ok for her. but she didn't like social studies.she like to play by her self. when people ask if she want to play she said ''no'' my sister was awesome at reading.she can read words so fast that she will be bom like that.hey my sister was awesome and the best sister ever.
Monica was at the orphanage. An orphanage is a place that has lots of kids. kids that don't have any parents or they paid or let them go. Monica got in the orphanage because my mom could not take care of her. but my mom didn't want to let go but she knew it was right thing to do .but she did it anyway. Monica always was quick. Ii didn't even talke at all.she always sits on a chair next to the table. alone, no one was to play with her.she founed a quick place to hide quickly because she went to be a lonely.from everyone.
i think when my sister was byherself she was praying or reading. my sister was awesomeat everything she probably she miss my mom and her sister. hup she had a sister.her sister's name was mariie france. marie france had black hair,brown eyes and brown skin. love to play soccer with the boys. they thought she was pretty good at it. soccer was one of her favorite sports. we play all the time with each other. but we don't see eachother anymore so we don't play soccer anymore.anyway my mom was the best mom ever. she tried to take care of us how much she could. i think she did a goo job. i like my mom a lot. after a few days my sister was not feeling that good. her belly was not feeling good. she did not want to eat anything. she just wanted to lie down. some times she wanted to read a book to her. after the book wasdone, she throw up all over the bed put she did not care she just stood laid there. she did not even want to get out of the bed. so a man had to push her up. they cleaned it up he she lay down again. and in hour we checked on her.she was asleep. we spoke but she did not wake up. so we called the doctor. the doctor said, that she was dead."everyone was crying except the kids so we all had a funeral for my sister. at the funeral people had to say a lot. if i were there i would have said "thank you for being my sister. thank you for the great thing you have done. i love you much''. that what i would have said to her. then i started a new life
TRUE STORY I AM FROM HAITI AND A HAPPY LIVING IN THE U.S.A
By:
lovemariefrance
Age:
13-15
,
Female
