Volunteership Story

People disrespect others every day. It is appalling. When we see people bullying others, most would act as a spectator. When one is on the other end of that bullying, they want support. They want nothing more then the backup of their friends. The reasons behind bullying are naive and unjust. “ Give me your lunch money,” “ Get away from Planned Parenthood, they kill babies.” The atrocities that go on in today’s world lie within the government. There can never be enough support for third party organizations that support a more efficient health care system. This is the story of a health center that has seen the bad and the good, the violence and the peace, and ultimately the better side of every person.

 The Planned Parenthood health centers are the government’s tentative solution to health issues in the United States. On a brisk Sunday afternoon, four African American women entered the center seeking help. They had no idea the mission statement of Planned Parenthood, they just needed immediate medical attention. The girls had been victim to a sexual assault let by a gang. The girls were worried. They have never been in this sort of situation and based on their financial background they could never afford health care.

Imagine being a part of such a vicious crime. The adolescence is gone, all ones mind will be filled with is the gruesome memories of a tragic event. Not knowing how to cope with society, the girls turned to the nearest form of help they could think of, their peers.

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It was dark. There was nothing to be seen or heard throughout the whole park. Crickets chirping, dogs barking, and gangsters prowling. The moon was at its brightest, lighting up the whole path through Sindred Park. It was a typical night for Shandra, Kendra and Lafia.

They work in a diner. They have grown up poor and are trying to make it in this hard-knock life. After working an eighteen-hour shift, the three sisters headed home. With their hardships only making them stronger, they weren’t afraid of anything.

“Bring it on!” Lafia the youngest of the three sisters claimed. Lafia’s father left when she was just a little girl. She needed a protective figure that her drugged out mother couldn’t provide. She was a persistent child, always wanting the best for her family. She never complained, just brought in the bacon and hoped for the best.

Shandra, on the other hand, is more cautious. The three girls share the same mother, but each a different father. The age is not a factor between the girls. They are all best friends and they fend for each other. Sandra always prepares herself for the task at hand and is never too quick to jump into any situation.

Kendra on the other hand is the complete opposite of the other two. Some would jump to the conclusion that she is simply suffering from middle child syndrome and is compensating for her sisters quietness by rebelling.