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I was born in Brooklyn, NY and I'm 16-years-old. I'm interested in writing poetry and music, listening to music and staring up at my ceiling (or the clouds or stars) because I can never find anything to do. I really think I want to be a veterinarian because I love a challenge (since animals can't talk) and because I like animals.
I live in East Flatbush, a "black neighborhood" and it's bad. There's almost always a fight or argument outside and you see stray animals on almost every block.
I hate attention and despise pity. I used to have 8 cats in my house (kittens). I have 4 siblings and a lot of friends and still feel like the loneliest person on Earth! (I was always used to having the comfort of a pet since I was younger.)
Recorder: Ming-Ming
He's a ninja! Has a different mood everyday. Today he feels like a burrito :D
(Note: Each Rookie named his/her equipment as a way to feel more at ease with the technology.)
Story Description: "I'm Not Emo"
Like most of the kids in her school and on her block, 16 year old Josetta Adams used to listen to hip-hop music. But, when Josetta slipped into a depression, she started to listen to rock music that matched her mood. She also began painting her nails black and wearing t-shirts adorned with skulls. Her way of expressing her feelings went against the norms of her family and her community, quickly labeling her as different and even as far as calling her a "sell-out". Depression is an uncomfortable topic for anyone, but amongst an African-American family it can be taboo. Josetta is no longer depressed but she wants to figure out why her family, friends, and community have a difficult time understanding her way of expressing herself and why it's hard to talk about these feelings of sadness in her family and community.
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