Hi, my name is Alexa Minneapolis. I was born in Los Angeles California, on February 11th 2004. When I was 6 we moved to Jacksonville Florida because of my dads new job at a business  shop. I changed schools, and changed my whole life. Beginning there my life was a total wreck. It is 2018 now and I’m 14 years old. I will be 15 in 5 more months. At the age 7 I was now in 1st grade. A lot of people didn’t like me as much. At age 8 I was in 2nd grade and I made a lot more friends. What I mean by a lot is only one. Her name was Kayla. She was the same age as me and super duper nice. We are still friends now. I had a lot more friends at my old school. Even though I was only in kindergarten. At age 9 in 3rd grade I started taking depression classes. A depression class means to help get rid of all of your sadness. I was really sad over the years after my brother Cayden died. He was 11 when he died because of a certain heart condition, I was only 2 when he died! I could even remember him! At age 10 I was now in 4th grade I started to make more and more friends, but the thing is I got bullied about the way I look. People said I looked like a bird brain and a dead rat. I told the school  counselor  About the way the kids treated me. After that discussion things started to cool down. But people still bullied me.  I told my parents and I started to realize to ignore those kids. And I would be fine. At age 11 I was in 5th grade. Getting really worried about moving to middle school. It’s just like when I moved from Hollywood elementary to Jacksonville Elementary. Now I was officially 12 in 6th grade. I liked Jacksonville middle school, but it was still nerve racking to talk about. I didn’t get bullied at all in 6th grade. People actually liked me. I had thousands of friends, and tons of staff friends! Last year I was 13 years old in 7th grade. Last year was the quickest and easiest year to get through. But now I’m 14 years old in 8th grade. Life is better then it was 8 years ago. But life is not always perfect. 

 School was finally over and it was time to go home. When I got home I was very excited to visit cayden today. Every day when I get home we always visit my brother Cayden. But today was a special day cause it was Caydens birthday. Yes Cayden was born on November 6th 1993. He is 25 years old now. He has grown so much over the years. “Mom I’m ready to leave” I said. “Do we have a gift for him”? “Nothing to much, only a couple of roses”. We got in the car, and drove 5 minutes to the grave yard. Once we arrived at his grave, I thought of so many memories we had together. But I know your thinking, how can I remember all the memories we had if I was only 2. My mom says I have a big memory and stronger than anybody on this planet. But yeah it made big west tears in my eyes, but I know he’s in a better place now. Mom gave me the honor to put the roses on his grave. I remembered in my head when Mom gave me to my brother so he could hold me, he almost dropped me but he catches me in his arms. That one time when I was a baby he played Barbie dolls with me and let me win all the games. That one time there was only one chocolate chip cookie left and he gave the whole thing to me. That was his favorite kind of cookie. I gave the grave a hug and talked to him for a while. “ Cayden I miss you so much, I wish I could’ve known you better. Me, dad, and mom think about you every day. I can’t believe your already 25 years old.  I just love you so much and wish you were here right now”. Mom speaked to me in a quiet voice. “Honey he is here”. “Not literally with us right now”, but he’s right beside you. I cried. I’m glad we can see Cayden every day. But life is not always perfect.