Jacqueline

=media type="custom" key="7575551"= =**John**=

I was walking down the sidewalk, on the phone talking to my brother,Jerry, who is STILL in Germany. He is still going on and on about how I should get a real job. " Seriously John?" he asked me on the other end. " You know what, I'm done with you." he hung up. My brother, Jerry, has never liked me even when we were kids and were adults. He still doesn't like me! Well the reason is probably because I am better than him at everything. In high school, we were our separent ways, he had better grades and I had a better life. Well he was in the library, I was at parties, with friends, and just with people, having fun. He is just jealous of me. Like everyone is. I can't blame them, I'm good looking, I'm friendly, and I might not have a real job but I still babysit. The kids love me because I am just that cool. I realized it was time to go my "job". AND BABYSITTING IS A JOB, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I started walking down the sidewalk toward the house, where my babysitting job is. I was ready to see that empty vacant lot I see everyday. Full of garbage and such. But instead I saw a pleasant sight, I saw a garden. Full of flowers,pumpkins, squash, and more. I reconized a lot of people from the neighborhood. When I saw all the pretty flowers and deligious food, it all reminded me of home. I just stood there. Completely frozen. All these memories from when me and Jerry were kids were flowing back. I felt like a completely different person. I walked into the garden and looked at some people's plants and food. I knew I could grow better things, I am from Germany of course.

The next day, I came back with seeds, I was gonna grow flowers. Me and Jerry always used to go and pick flowers for our neighbor, Mrs. Collins, so shouldn't hate us as much. I saw a 16 year old girl's flowers, they looked great and even smelled great too. But mine our gonna be better. I saw an old women walking toward me. I reconized her. I've always seen her gazing at me when I am talking to people on the sidewalk. Mostly women. I say " Hi." She just looks at me. Like shes the cat and I'm the mouse. " I know what your about," she replied. " Going around like your better than everyone, what are you even doing here? I've seen you around talking to men and women, bragging. This garden does not need any of that, your a horrible, conceded man and that is not what this garden and what life is about." She finished. She walked away. I'm not sure how to describe this, but something cut me. A door had opened, that had never been opened before.

I looked at my watch it was almost 5. I should get home. I starting walking toward my building. I passed the weird hobo always bugging people for change, the tattow shop, pie shop, cake shop, and alot of more shops. I finally reached the door to my building. I felt like ice cold needles were being stuck into my neck. I know it sounds gross, but that is how I feel. I pressed floor 2. The elevator went that annoying ding, it always does. I walked to my apartment, 299 D. I went straight to bed I couldn't stop thinking about Ana said. Tears slide down my face. I realized some of things I've done in my life were mean, bitter, and just plain wrong. Ana was right, I am a horrible, conceded man who thinks about nothing but himself. A bright idea came to mind. I can change my ways. Be nice, thoughtful, respectful, very helpful, and just the oppisite of me. I will start by apologizing to my brother, Jerry. I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Time to be the oppisite. I called up my brother and apologized. He accepted. I was in a happy mood. I looked out the window and I saw alot of people walking toward the not-so-vacant-now lot. I thought I should get started on growing my flowers. I ran down the street with a huge grin across my face. I flashed a smile to everyone I passed. I reached the vacant lot and started on my flowers. After a few weeks, they were perfect. I knew just who to give them too. I bought a basket. I wrote a friendly card and left the basket of flowers by Ana's door.