P4+HGolden

Eyes
All of my family has blue eyes, except for my mom. My mom has green eyes but she doesn’t like them for some reason. My mom doesn’t like her eyes so he wears contacts to make them look blue like the rest of the family. My dad has the brightest blue eyes. You wouldn’t be able to tell though unless he has his glasses of. His eyes are brighter blue then any sky I’ve ever seen. My sister has a mix of both my moms and dads eyes. Their like the perfect harmony of my parents. Their like a Caribbean sea. My eyes are a dark blue. Their like the color of Jr’s new skateboard wheels. I guess my eyes don’t fit me because people always ask me if I wear colored contacts.

My House
I have never moved from my house. I have always lived in the same house on Indiana Ave. Its an decent sized house in Mesa Verde. The area doesn’t have a lot of problems except for car theft. We don’t own the house it is all ours. My parents bought the house 20 years ago for $100,000, now its worth more then 6 times that. Unfortunately I have the smallest room in the house. We just got a new next door neighbor who is rebuilding the house so there a lot of noise. Then our other neighbor is quiet except for her wiener dogs. My house is pretty close to the freeway entrance but far away enough we never hear it. The only thing I don’t like about my house is how far away it is from school. I am probably in the top 5 of people who live the farthest away from EHS and still live within the boundary’s. My backyard slopes slightly toward the house. It doesn’t sound like a big deal and its really not until it rains. My family doesn’t se up pumps the house will get flooded. As a matter of fact when El Nino hit us in 1998 the kitchen and dinning room were flooded 2 feet. But overall I like my house.

My Name
My name means “One who hunts” in a literal translation. In elementary school it meant getting made fun of because its not a normal name. But now that people don’t do that anymore I kind of like my name. Nobody is ever telling a story about me and has to stop to clarify which Hunter there talking about. It was my dad who decided to name me. He got he idea for the name Hunter from a famous writer named Hunter S. Thompson. He was a writer for rolling stone back in the sixties and his book “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” was turned into a movie. I don’t have a nickname like most of my friends but I guess I don’t have to with a name like mine. The nickname is kind of to identify to person with a more personal meaning but I don’t need any more identity then Hunter.

Parents and Children
My parents are always right for the simple reason that there the parents. This angers me a lot because I am smarter then both my parents. They can’t work a single electronically device in the house, and I can’t believe some of the questions that come out of there mouths. They always used to complain about driving is so draining and how hard laundry is, but now that I do both I see that they both aren’t what they made it seem to be. When they don’t do something right they say its because they have hearing problems but whenever I tell them where I am going they say that I told them something different and there sure of what I told them, even though they just admitted they have hearing problems. I just don’t like being looked down on and not treated equal just because there the parents and there always right.