This is my website and I am

I am glad you decided to take a look and see who I am.  Lets see...who am I??  First and for most I am a mother and a wife.  I go to college, majoring in Criminal Justice.  I plan to be a criminal investigator....a real CSI!! 

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I have this website for others who, like me, are just surfing the internet and looking for interesting things to see.  If you find something you like, then I have done something good.

Below is some of my work I have wrote...just one of those times in my life where I thought I was poetic...so to speak.  There are other writings below that I like and did not write.  My name is on the ones I wrote...I never put my name on something I did not write.  I hope you get something meaningful out of these:  I did!!

HERE:
I AM HERE TODAY
THERE:
I WAS THERE YESTERDAY
WHERE:
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'LL BE TOMORROW
REBECCA

  I am able to create a story from my heart.  It comes naturally just like making a sound from your mouth.  I am not a poet, not by a long shot, but I sure do try to make others understand who I am.  Fools pretend, armatures do what they can, and me…well I give it my best.
Rebecca

Keep It Real
High on life itself is a real GIFT!

Just knowing how it feels to be wanted for who you are inside.  Loved as well as desired is a treat you will never forget.  Knowing every thought that runs through your head, all the emotions you feel, and all the sexual desires you have, there is someone who thinks the same way as you.  And when that someone is in reach for you to grasp a hold of then never letting go will give anyone a HIGH on its OWN!

That is Keeping Love Real.
REBECCA

Are we different?

Are you afraid of someone who is different?  What makes us separate from each other? Does each of us breathe, eat, sleep, and live?  Do we find that "special someone" to live a life with and be happy?   Have offspring to carry on our legacy?  And try to deal with the everyday situations that surface?  Do we differ in what comes natural? Don't we all go through the same things in life? We all have life in common but everything is not packaged the same.  So yes we are different but in ways that make each of us live apart for one another.  If we were all the same then we could all live together.  But everybody does have his or her own life.  It is just that everybody lives differently from each other.  And you should not be afraid of the distinction.  You should be delighted that you are one of a kind, special in your own way.

Rebecca

There comes a time in one’s life where they want more than what they have.  There is so much interference in the way when they try to reach out and grab what they are longing.
 Even when there is a wall, it can be jumped to reach your desires.  That wall had been placed there to protect yourself from exactly what you are trying to achieve even though you know it is immoral to do so.  Don’t try to see how many times you can jump that boundary, but take a look twice when you see an opportunity.
Rebecca

As the beautiful temptress was waiting night fall, she sits and stares into the fireplace, remembering all what was so real at one time.  Wondering how she could of let her life slip away so easily.  Caught up within her own desires, her life changed so quickly until it was too late to turn back.  All she could do then was take pleasure in what she thought was life…life that had became reality…reality that she had created by letting life as she had known slip away.
Rebecca

 Trying to go back into time to choose the “other” path in your decisions of life is more hurting than helping. Regret is powerful and everyone who breathes has it. Some take regret and withdrawal from life itself, and some turn it around and make it work for them as well as others. Then there are those who blame everyone for those wrong choices that “they” made. (What a bad way to be).
Living day after day saying “what if” to yourself makes you wonder and gives you false “desires” of how to change the mistakes you’ve made. Once it is done, it is done and there is no way in hell to go back to those days and choose what is behind “door number two”.
Rebecca

I stand in the middle of a puddle and wonder how long is it going to rain. Not knowing the person who stands beside you and who is soaked as well. I turn around to see the stranger. The unknown was watching me. And our eyes met. I looked into the stranger's eyes and saw a world that doesn't exist. I saw a world I wish I was in.
REBECCA

As the sun starts kissing the horizon, night fall awaits.   The smell of the air changes along with the soothing sounds it creates as it moves like a ghost.  Hearing nothing but the sound of her own heart beating as it was racing through her chest, she saw her reflection in the mirror.   When she saw the green in her eyes it was like going back in time remembering all what was real at one time.  Wondering where it started to slip out of control to the point where her own desires started to take a life on its own.
She walked out onto the balcony and looked up at the stars. The candlelight of the gods seemed to mesmerize her into wishing one would swoop down and tote her up to the endless space and beyond. She shook when a chill ran down her back. Thoughts turning over in her mind, she never contemplated about believing in destiny; that life has already been written in the heavens. Wishing she could read the handwriting on the wall because not knowing what life has in store for her makes her panic. When the thought of losing the one thing she called happiness made her realize that life is short and if you already know what will happen then what’s the use in living. No matter who you are, it’s going to take a life time to fine the motive that god or whoever has laid out for you. So she finds the peace of mind in her soul and picks the good out of the bad and she prepares to live a fulfilled life with what she has been given…..good or bad.
REBECCA

Lonely, early morning sadness is what’s around. So ill at the world due to others who are always expecting something and taking it from those who work so hard for it and never getting anything in return. Tired of the same old’ story; Wondering if it is worth staying or leaving. To stay: imprisons to unhappiness; to leave: releases all ties forever but brings on unhappiness for others who do seem to care. Happiness is like a fork in the road. Walk on one side and it appears to be unsafe and very lonely and brings tears that flow like a river. The other side brings pleasure without tears and without heartache but leaves others crying. Being selfish for a brief moment; the side that brings pleasure may feel no pain, just enjoyment. But with two sides to every story; enjoyment for one is loneliness for another. So even if the side that is unsafe and lonely takes your heart and makes it skip a few beats, it ensures the other party’s happiness, in a way. The pain never really disappears from your heart nor does the loneliness. So what side of the road should you walk on? A fork in the road leaves you weighing out the feelings of others as well as yourself.

Rebecca

The evening draws near and awaits the night demons to come out from the shadows. Alas, we see the real faces of those who hide behind their own mask. We have many secrets floating in our eyes and we try so hard to cover the truth up so we wouldn’t be found out.
Everyday we chase the dragon know as life. From one day to another it gets harder to understand the whole purpose we are intended to serve. With no easy way out we tend to live with what has been chosen for us and try to make the best we can out of it. Doing all of this…we all wear our mask.
Rebecca

Beauty is reflected in mirrors but can you really see the true reflections that look back at you.  If you stare at what is truly behind the windows of your soul…..would you ever look back again?
Our minds keep a similar image of how we perceive ourselves, even though others don’t see us that way.  So if you give the beautiful ones a mirror, they will fall in love with themselves.  They polish their souls knowing others have a different aspect of them.  So which is worse…them or us pretending?
Rebecca

"Life and death, energy and peace, if I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes, that I have made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it for having been allowed to walk where I've walked. Which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it and above..."

In the whistle of the leaves, and the songs of swallows, you can hear the sound of angels doing their chores. For when you smile look closely, 'cause and angel was surely there, delivering the touch of joy, and loving you with care.

Nothing last,

you see...

Not even the

thoughts inside

YOU or ME!!

When our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts, the circle of creation is completed inside us, the doors of our souls fly open, and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.