Hey, my name is Nicolas C., or more preferably, my nick name…Nick. Well what else can I say? I’m thirteen, I have big bushy hair and I love reading and writing. They are my passion, and while my writing may not be the best in the world, I still do a lot of it. I just love reading as well, so much, in fact, that I can spend hours in front of a book and take no notice of time and the outside world at all. It just it takes me to a place far away from this one, a place that seems a lot nicer than the planet Earth, and there are always happy endings (well most of the time).

   I’m probably not the best person to tell you what life in an international community is, as I’ve lived here my entire life and I don’t know what life is outside these borders, but I suppose I’ll give it a shot anyway. Lets see, first off, you get to meet way more people from different countries and cultures. If you ever thought someone from a different country was violent or weird, you can prove that that is completely false when you live in an international like mine. Not only that, but you actually get to learn something from a different culture, and it could give you a lot of insight on how you view your life. Adding to that nice little package, you get to experience what sort of people you might meet, so it gets you more prepared for life.

   Ok, enough about that just the cultural stuff. Living as a teen in an international community can be quite fun, actually. Well, I wouldn’t know any better, but just because there isn’t an abundance of people from the same country as you doesn’t mean it’s a living nightmare. People from halfway around the world almost act the same as your best friend does. Really. We all talk in some form of slang, we pretty much all speak the same language and we’re all just teens. There’s really no big difference.

   Anyway, I just want to get down to the main point and tell you all about some of the issues that really disturb me and I want solved. Animal cruelty. I just hate it. You’d have to be one of the most cold-hearted people  to purposely mistreat or misuse animals. They don’t understand our ways, and they don’t know why we kick them or starve them or abandon them. How can they? I even comprehend how people could do that. It’s like doing the same thing to a small child. They don’t get it. Sure, the situation has improved with animal police everywhere, but don’t you almost alyways see an abandoned starving dog or cat roaming the streets when you go out? It has to stop. It’s not their fault. Who ever thought of having pets? We did. And now their dying right infront of our eyes. We are doing nothing.