Originally Posted By: Jeanette_Isabelle
The more I work on it, the more it's about preserving fifteen years of my life (1994 - 2009). As for why those fifteen years and no more, I'm not sure.

Correction. It's a story that begins with the March 19, 1994 entry of my friend's journal to an E-mail Aiesha sent to me on August 11, 2009.

I'm not sure why my story (told through a journal, E-mail, drawings and a letter) does not go beyond August 11, 2009; there it is. Perhaps there is a record, somewhere, that picks up where Aiesha's E-mail ends.

In any case, a person's history or story is worth preserving even if they are not coming home again.

Jeanette Isabelle
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I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago, but I admire the sadism. -- Wednesday Adams, Wednesday