Rise Of Jazlenia by Rolonda Walls (reading books for 6 year olds .TXT) 📖

Ms. Beauti thought while she teaches me how to use weapons she minds well teach me self defense with just my hands. I liked to be alone, so during the time Ms.Beauti was away shopping I begin to teach myself three different languages: Spanish: French: Russian also I also learned how to block people out of my head and to get into their head even with the cloth on or off. And Ms.Beauti started to teach me the real meaning of speed, the true passion of it.

She taught me how to stop and restart my heart , slow and speed up my heart beat it was difficult but eventually I learned after she gave up on teaching me, but she doesn’t really know that I am cable of doing these things now. Ms. Beauti didn’t want me to forget my family, my real family. She told me stories of my family every night before bed. She told me I look like my mother, and that one day pretty soon things would be different. But by then I was too sleepy to listen any more. I but one day I decide to slow my heart beat and pretend to sleep, and she begin to say something about me inheriting something from my father which makes my life more sophisticated.

Every morning I woke up to the smell of delicious break feast, and I smile reassuring me of the unexpected. I was home schooled and I liked being alone. But some days I wanted to venture out farther than the grounds we walk. I wanted something different something new, a challenge.Ms.Beauti wouldn't approve of my thoughts so I figured there's no point of me asking. Every single time something goes wrong Ms.Beauti says her favorite quote it seems “That some people can take what little you have and leave you with nothing".Actually don’t sit and think about that one or take it personal because I was born with nothing and left with only a name. Which is truly mine and I own it. And even though I rarely spoke I was proud to have a name that no one can snatch or tell me it wasn't mine.

It was a day Ms. Beauti went shopping, It was bright and sunny and she wanting to do some shopping because she felt an storm heading our way and I went to her room to find a book, because I just about read every book in the library. And I found one written by my grandfather Jonathan “Strong Hearted Life“. On the front it quoted “Your enemy can’t be your real enemy if they can’t point out a weakness”.

I thought everyone had a weakness, so I sat and thought about that quote. But is everyone's weakness detectable, visible and physical, can they change it; can they have none at all? This is what my innocent eye's bleached like once before my life made a extraordinary twist an eye open site I’ve never known. These helps I understand every dark wound these people didn’t want me to heal on my own.
A Site Of A Life To Live

So far my life has been quite and lonely, you can say peaceful I was raised not knowing if I had a friend, not knowing I was only partially human. We live in another dimension but for my first seven years of my life I live on this planet with humans, vampires, werewloves and sometimes where bad meets evil. Some people used to say "Be thankful for what you have. How can you be thankful for something you didn’t know you have? Every since I was born I have been alone not knowing anyone but Ms.Beauti. How can you be thankful if you didn’t have much to be thankful for?

It happens, freshly up out of my sleep. And Ms.Beauti gave me my birthday present in a book with a ribbon tied tightly. I open the box and felt the 14k necklace" thank you Ms. Beauti" " Happy Birthday sweetie"-She has been taking care of me since no one else will. She rush me up telling me to hurry I have many important visitors today. This was odd I never really had many visitors since I was born.

For the last past week, Ms.Beauti had been cleaning and rearranging furniture, I expected we were soon to have company very important company. She begins furiously dusting as if she’d like to impress someone, or to give them a great impression, one not to miss. Getting dress in this mid-night blue gown it's my favorite color. The smell of people made my stomach rumble, or I was just hungry and the aroma of Ms.Beauti cooking filled the place.

As Ms.Beauti took my hand a guided me to the room, the unwanted visitors were waiting more than patiently, as we walked in I made sure I walked close and beside Ms.Beauti. See I felt each heart beat, each breath each visitor took letting me know what was waiting for me, more than patienly. See I couldn't use my eyes, it was said to be dangerous, so I had to wear a clothe thick enough for me not to see through. And I was band from ever removing it. There was a punishment if I did. But I never understood why.

Walking into a once empty that only occupied furniture, which has never been touched, room full of people which was unusual. It was always quite peaceful. Things became quite “Ms.Beauti told me to say hi to all the lovely people who came to visit me she never pushed me any further to say anything at all! I knew right then and there I wasn't going to like them one bit not from the start.

Maybe later but at this moment I was torn into being confused or angry, I didn't know how to feel. There was no specific way to feel. I don’t want to leave what I called home to be somewhere else they called home. I didn't know what or who was there and I also don’t know why. I refuse to say anything at all. Ms.Beauti knew if I didn’t want say or do something I wasn’t going to say or do it.

"We are what you call long lost family “the lady that opposed to me that she is my mother. Her eyes were mystic, and her hair blew as a glitz in the sun, her smile melts my thoughts, I had to break free. Ms. Nicskiteraia and this here is your older brothers, James and Detroit, here is Terrence, Jermaine, Donnie, Bobby, and eldest Nicolas and K.J which you would enjoy being around after some time to create a bond of a relationship. And here stand your sisters Jasmine, J`Iasha you take on a both me and your father looks just as your sisters does. As she reached out and tried to touch my face.

I jerked back. She gentle held me and whisper Happy Birthday. Today I was turning eight. She handed me the animal ,she mention it was a baby Jilin It’s a swan that grows very big, big enough for you to climb on it back and drift to sleep. I called my baby Jilin, Ms, Judith I don't know why, and it sounds proper. "Thank you I guess". My name is Jazlenia Jazieria Le’De’Monroe I said putting my hand for her to shake. Ms.Beauti says that’s a proper way to greet someone for the first time.

“It was wonderful seeing my daughter after so many years; you’re my little “Jade”. I guess that’s what she’ll name me for short.” Jade we came to take you home, I care for you and I miss you so much, I want you to live with us your family! “No, thank you, I'd rather stay where I am, now I will be excused to my room for a moment alone, bye for now" I said standing my ground in a innocent like voice I stomp back up the spiral steps to my room, with Ms. Judith.

I held her tight while rocking underneath my covers. I lay there for awhile, and nobody came. I got out from underneath my covers and walked to my mirror dresser. I stood there for a minute angry because the world hurt me and me never done anything to anyone.

So I stood there thinking deeply , what will Ms.Beauti possibly do if I took the cloth off, what will I look like , what will happen, who it might happen to? Soon I was sitting in a pool of hate, then without thinking I snatched the cloth away fast before I begin to hesitate. Staring at myself in the mirror was something new so I jumped at the site of my, my face, my lushes mid-night blue curly hair and the anger my eyes. I hadn’t realize I was breath taking, the first look at myself felt unreal. Ms .Beauti walked in to see if I was okay, but as soon as our eyes meet she hit the floor and didn’t move.

I got even angrier but this time I’m on my knees and crying. Her heart was still beating I couldn’t get myself to touch her “Ms. Beauti I’m so