Ok if you haven't noticed i like picters to ilistrat what i am tring to say. So here is anothher one

ok I like rideing my bike you knew your bedling alone and you see a hill comeing up so you our like alright im going to get redey for the hill. Knew pictur this theres a coner you turn the corner and right there is a hill. YOu realy dont have time to priper for it.

There are kids i knew who dont intental but do cinda make fum of me for seten things. And then there are a hewe poeple i would never expect that from. But sometihng happend and i knew the person didn't mean to hert my fellings but thay did. And it was one of thos people i didn't expect it from. So it hert. But all im saying is be carful with your words thay are more harmful then a sword. And thay can scar people for life. Or tare them to pices. I knew it is hard but some times you just got to let the words roll of your shoulder and forget about it. It's hard i knew i have to do it to and man alive is it hard sometimes i knew but you jsut have to try. And rember now matter if you got no friends some friends or bad friends there will alwas be a friend whi isn't ever gona let you down. Jesus.

Life through a darkened window

Some people say dyslexia is a gift. They say that because people with dyexia some times have little talents like art music wrighting stuff like that I don't knew of any I have but this I s not my point. I don't understand why people say it's a gift. To me it's more like a curs. With dyslexia it is like looking through a widow with a ton off dust or one with those intercity disins. No matter what you do you can not the world fully. That is what it is like. I see the world a lot differently the other people. When I look at a math problems I figure out the answer in a totally different way then you do. Not because that is how I was taught but because that is how my brain works. I can type kind fats if I look at the key board but if I don't I don't to that grate at all. My brain works alot different then yours does. It's like a video game two people wont play the exact same way no matter what they do. That's cinda what it is like. To process languish my brain uses on the left side. But some one without dyslexia us the front right and left part of there brain. Which is more effective. So I will never see the world the same as you but I don't mind then I will express stuff deferent from you and I might have a couple cool experience that is I didn't have dyslexia I would never have. I guess I don't mind heaving dyslexai. I wont call it a gift. It is more like a nuisance

Ok sorry I affront written in a will you knew I've been heaving some ADD lately not relay but. Yeah well that brings me to my first point. Today. Ok like I make fun of my self all the time and about dyslexia I think that is ok but I don't think it is ok for a "Normal" person to make fun of some one with a learing disability and I don't think it would be ok for me to make fun of some one else who has a learn disability. It is just some thing I don't think is I right.

point 2. School to me isn't that cool. I just don't like school one because I don't do good in large groups and two because I'm bad at school. I don't get good grades because I just don't. The only thing good about school is 1 my friends. If it wasn't for one of my friends I don't knew how I would survive school and life. 2 couch of gym I like to run and jump and all that fun stuff and I don't have to wright in that class. The only problem is some times following directions. So yeah.

point 3. I have no idea how I could go through life with an LD with out God. I mean it would just be horrible. I mean knew that there is a resin I have an Ld and some day I hope I will learn that reason but for knew I ma just holding on to that reassuring.

So yeah that is all for knew and sorry I haven't updated on for ever but I will more I think. So yeah.

You knew there are something in life that realy efect you. I want to shere one with you in hope this never happens to any one else. So of you might find this disterbing. But it is strong and i hope it gets my piont acros.

Seens I'm dyslixic im not good at alot of thing's including reading, hand wrighting and spelling. On this post i am going to atemput to show you what it is like when some one rubs it in my favce. It fells like some one stabbing you in the leg. You didn't ask them to do it but thay did thay did it. At first it's jsut irtating then it kill's it's a stricing bane runigh through you. But you dont knew how to stop hoe are you sopost to take the nife out. And thay toel with you moveing this way that make it go in depper and depper. And it kills and all you do is make it stop but can do is clench your fist and count the menets down one bye one. Praying God will bless you and make this person go away, amd then thay do. But stilll fave the nife in your leg and you dont knew how to tke it out. And if your luckeyone of your friends will grabe the knife andpull it from your leg. Thay'll rap the wound and thne help you stand up . But a fell dasys latter you have a scar. It dosn't jsut go away it's still there. You dont forget it. insted you will alwas rember thos werds that day.

I'm not righting this for bittey I'm saying this is what can hapen tyo dyslexic people. People just make fun of me. Thats the choce. I just dont want htis sto happen to someone els.

Fading words

Simple skill. Lising the words come ion your erase, the sound go to your brain and your brain trantslat the sound to word's. Atlest that is how I understand it. But what happens when your Brian faels to do it's function. That's what it fells like. Here let me explain to day at youth group. We were trying to figure out what gift God has given us or gifts. And I looked at the bagf and lisend to our leader cosue we were in small groups. But the words were menan less like it was a foring langing it could get some of it but then i couldn't' I sould pitcher what she was saying but didn't process it. It's quiste confusing maybe I just was day dreaming or some thing who nose.

Sorry i havent writen in forever. But yeah i have been laze. Well on my last to spelling test's i got 100. But 1 i only have 12 words and 2 I get alot of help. Onbe of my friends said a nother kid in my classe is dyslexic and i think i knew who it is but i dont realy want to knew. Any way yeah. but i am alwas looking on the internet for more in fo on dyslexia. amd found this out. THant some one without dyslexia uses the left side of thgere brain for langig. But as for me i use the left and right wich is less ifective. One of my friends today though i should be a docter couse i knew about mediacl stuff. I just like to knew about that stuff. And i sipple replid im not smart inufe. I berly can make it through reguler school let alone medical that would be imbosiblebut any way i dont ned to think about that yet. So yeah i guess that is what is going on in my life sorry i havent posted in forever.

Help some one

I have like a challenge. But I will give it to you at the end of the post. As school starts I noticed some thing.

Ok let me ask you this how mean times have you see some one who needs help and disn't stop to help them. When have you looked at some one with atone of books and waked wright by them. Or some one spilled there stuff in the hallway and you just kept waeking. Why didn't you stop? I've done it before just kept waeking. But you knew when your weaking down the hall was don't you here you should have stopped. At school they want us to be world changers but how are we sops to chang the world when we cant even stop and help some one. If you want to make a difference stop help and see what happens some times it can chang the world if you help one persona have you see the commercial one guy helps some one then another and another and another till it comes full circle. Tomorrow you could waek by some one who needs help.


So here is my challenge when you see some one who needs help stop and help them just see what happens. That's my challenge.

Well today I tacked to my enlish teacher and she said that for the first test I am only going to do 12 words. I think it will be ok I don't really knew if it will help maybe less words will help I don't knew we will see what happens. But I still go down to Mrs. B. We will see how it goes I don't knew how grate it will be cause the words are wicked confusing this week. But atlest I don't have to take it tomorrow. (sorry guys.) Any way I prople should study more and I will tell you how it woks out.

Ok so today was my first day of school I guess it was ok most of my teachers are cool I don't really knew about my English teacher but my bible and history and math teacher and of course science teacher are cool. My Bible teacher makes it sound like we are going to have tons of fun this year. So yeah. But an way I never have liked English. But this year we have this thing where we can take three pretest at or house and if we get hundred we bring it in with our parents signature and don't have to take the test on Monday it sounds cool. O h and in enlish do you remover that story I tolled you a long time ago about that girl and I asked her what a word was. Well she sits infront of me in English. So not so good. Any way I will update about likes and dislike and hard the things at school so yeah.

Ok my friend gave me some ideas about what to talk about but I thought instead I would give you an inset in to my world. I lik to spel lik it sunds. modt of the tim it is rong and peple cant undrstand me. I hope you got that. COuse that is how I think some thing is spell. One really bad thing about that is when i say knew. I spell it like that when it is sopost to be spelld like this new. I just alwas spell it like that. I take on IM alot and one girl that dosn't knew im dyslexic gets all like you spelled that wrong it dosn;t bother me but i knew it bothers other people. Even if thay dont adnmit it i spell thing realy wrong and dont get the difrenc betwen words. It's frustrating becouse it makes reading hard i have ben out read by a five year old. It is hard for me to read and frustatiing the most frustrating part is when i cant figur out a word i knew i should knew' It's realy rfustaring. I dont knew what couses dyslexia. all i knew is i have it.
(I'm not going to spell chek so you can se how hard it is for me to spell or atlest how bad it is)

Ok so I went to orientation and my teachers seem ok. But one thing I am stressed about is who is in my English class. She is one of my good friends but she doesn't knew I am dyslexic. And ever time we take a spelling test I go to the special helps room cause I have to take a special test. So when come back I don't knew what to say cause I think she will get suspicious. It is just hard to think about cause I don't want to heart her. But I really don't want to tell her. Ah anyway yeah that is one thing I am stressed about and don't everyone get me started on spelling test they stress me out the most. It is so weird though cause my grades on my spelling test fluctuate a lot ;Ike I will get a really good grade. (for me). And the next week I will get a wicked bad grade so yeah I guess I will tell you what it is like to have dyslixai darning then school year when I go back

Ok O told you I really long time ago that I didn't like it when people felt bad for me. Or what ever you want to call it. So well guess I will explain why. Well I don't like it when people fell bad for me becouse makes me fell weak. See this is just my there But I feal like when people fell bad for me that expect less of me, and when people do that then there is nothing for me to prove them wrong about. My parents aren't like oh your grades don't matter you wont make good ones any way. They chanleng me to make good grades. And when I do my parents are really proud of me. Wich I like. But I don't want people to think I am incapable of some thing like any thing and I don't want people to tret me like I'm five. So yea that's why I don't went pitey.

Ok well one of my friends said I should tack about what dyslexia effects in my life. The truth be told I don't knew what it dose. See seen I have dyslexia I don't knew what is "normal". So I will take the other topic what I do to forget about it. SO um yeah. I guess I really never forget. But there are thing that make me take my mind off of it. Well I like sports and that help I wakebord and snowboard. I also really like music I love to lessen to it and I play the guitar. I'm not that good but I like to play in my room. I like to Wright. I like wrighting cause when I Wright I control what's happening and what is going to happen. I have control and I can escape from the world I live in, to a world I have made. So yeah I guess that is what I do when I want to take my mind off of dyslexia.

School starts in two weeks and it totally stinks on ice. School is the worst. You could say I hate it. I think that if I did better in school I would like it more it is just so hard and theirs spelling and it's boring and theirs spelling and there are test and spelling and teachers and spelling and relay hard work and spelling and you get graded and did I mench there is spelling. So yeah I think you get a hate spelling and think school is dumb. I would rather stay at home and play guitar all day. I don't like school at all man it is so dumb gerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I don't want to go back. Dumb school dumb books, dumb test, dumb stress. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. So yeah I am not exited to go back in the least sense. Sorry I really Ned to vent and my friends have been bugging me to update.

I shut you out maybe even heart you a couple of times. I never tell you if so things wrong or even if I'm mad. I shut the door when it comes to my felling and lock it wright behind me. I don't want you to see the true me. I sit and listen but when the questions are turned on me I shy away. I pretend I didn't hear you and chang the subjetct. See I don't want you to see the felling inside of me. I'd rather tell you my secret then tell you my felling. I'd rather tell you how to build some thing then tell you my felling. When it comes to that subject it's behind closed doors. I want you to bush to have me tell you couse it takes a really trust for me to tell you what I fell. So push shove what ever it takes. I just want you to show me I can trust you. That's who I am so welcome to my life.

Never giving titles

He never knew how his words hart me. Never even knew even when he was jokin'. He never even how his words tour me down. How killed me inside. I never even knew he was joking. But knew it's all over and there are miles between me and him. Some times I miss him some times I wish I was with him. When I saw him last not a joke was cracked. All we wasnted to do was kech up. A couple of days I see him agen will kech up like the the old friends we are. WE just a couple of old friends trying to keep in touch. Hope tomorrow will come just see him agen. Oh he'll never knew how I miss him. Just to old friends. A sad day in first grade. A teacher moved us around. Little did she knew putting use next to each other would make friends for life friends for ever. Were to old friends.
Ok don't ask I'm just think about a friend of mine how I really miss him and cant wait to see him I don't even knew if this is a song or a poem or just some thing I wrought well yeah any way.

tack the mask from my face. Show the world how I am and how I truly could be. Show them I am more then a shadowy in the background. Show them I am more then I simple sound. Make them believe you believe in me. Make them think I am on top of the world. For what you see in me is more then I see in my self. Make me jump of the edge. Make me look my fears in the eye. Make me stand in front of a crowd and play my song. Make me yell to the world who I am. Make me speak my mind. Tell me I am smart. Tell me I am strong. Tell me to always be me. All I ned is a push, a smile, a laf, a joke, And some hope. For you see I don't see this in me but I knew you see more in me then I do.

You know I'm a really shy person. I don't knew I get scared when people are around. I'm not good at like stepping up. Sometimes I just wish I could stay at home. I truly don't like big crowds I just like when it is me and a couple of friends. A lot of the time I just fell like I am being left out and it cinday hearts. Where I usto to live I knew everyone and I felt like I fit in. But right knew I don't knew. I guess I will just have to step up and be less shy. I will try.

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The question of the day

When I try to get air on the wake I look just like you. When I am trying to play that cord on my guitar I look just like you. When I tack to friends I look just like you. When I read a book I look just like you. When were sparing and I look you in the eyes I look just like you. When I ride my bike down the street I look just like you. When I am tacking pictures I look just like you. When I'm cheering for my favorite team I look just like you. I might look like you, some times even act like you. But if you get into my head it's a deferent story. It all changes. How you see me changes. On the out side we look the same but on the inside we are total different. I can act like you. Make people believe I'm like you. But I'm not. I'm dyslexic. Some times I wish I had the ceriag to scream this to the world or just tell my class mats. But alas I don't. I have said before I were a mask. I where it ever day even around friends. Some times I fell like I should just let my mask fall to the flour. But I hold on to it so tiatley I make it seem so really. What would happen if I did let it fall? Let ever one knew I am not for real. Would they dine me? Would they be ok with who I am? Would that tern from me? Would they act like they never knew me? When they truly never did. Or would it all be ok. Is the question of the day.