The Life of Gina

     Hey guys! This is another post about a Michael Jackson song. This particular song is one that I like to cry too. It just reminds me of my Dad. It reminds me about all the bad times we had together. It just makes me feel so guilty. It just brings up all the times that I was being so rude to him and not appreciating him. All my dad wanted was to be my father. He was so nice to me and everything. Well sometimes.      The point is I regret being so rude and disrespectful to him. This was right before he died. I'm just glad that the last time I saw him was at the hospital, and we hugged each other goodbye. Im glad for that last moment I had with him. It's good that we weren't arguing then.      I'm not saying that this is a bad song and that it's Michaels fault or anything. I'm just saying that everybody has a personal song they like to cry too. Well this is mine. You guys have any?

     Hey guys! This blog post is about a time that I literally almost got kidnapped. So I was like 9 or 10, I don't remember. It was around the time that I broke my leg, and I had my cast on during the time. I was with my best friends in Cicero. We were getting snacks from the little corner store. Their Mom went in and we stayed outside on this bench.      So this old man comes up to us. He goes "Hey do you wanna go to the beach?" I was just like what the heck?! Me and my friends didn't know what to say. I bet that he wanted to get me, since I had a broken leg. We all shaked our heads and said no. Then he just stood there staring at us. It was getting pretty awkward, until my best friends Mom came out. Once the guy saw her he bolted. Like just started running down the block.      We told their Mom right away and she tried to chase him down, but he was already out of sight. So yea, that was my experience with a kidnapper. I could tell he was...

     Hey guys. On January 6, 2017 my step dad passed away. I know what you're thinking. Why do you care it was your step dad not your real dad. Well I'll answer that one for you. My real dad passed when I was 5. So I got really attached to him and I remember him more than my real dad. Since I was little I can't remember a lot about my real dad.      My step dad meant a lot to me. He was always there for me. He's the one who wanted to be my dad. He wanted me to be his daughter. He really did love me. I did love him too.      Recently before he went I wasn't really appreciating him and we were arguing alot more often. I wish I could have appreciated him you know. I had a second chance of having a dad and I just didn't care. I now realize how lucky I was.      I won't forget seeing him at the hospital. He was so...well, not himself. He was very weak and could barely talk. Im glad that the last time I saw him we were getting alo...

   Hey peeps. This is one of my worst days ever. It still haunts me a little. So it was in 2010. I was in 2nd grade🤓And I had a friend down the block named Daniel, who went to my school. He was having a party, and invited, me and my family. Me, Daniel, and my brother Seth. Daniel owned a wooden swing. We were acting dumb and swinging it back and forth at each other😂    Well I looked away for one sec, and I saw the swing so close to my eyes. It hit my chin. It hit me so hard, that it got numb. I couldn't feel it. It just vibrated.  Seth ran up to me saying that. I was bleeding. I touched my chin and blood was on my fingers. I started screaming because I was a little girl. I mean, of course I was gonna start crying🙄     I had a little line on the right corner of  my chin. Daniels mom, came with a napkin and helped me to my house. My mom told me that I shouldn't go back, but I did. I went back there at night😝I met a boy there. He was pretty coo...