CNF; What's In a Name? Alt. Prompt

Katrina. 
Rebecca Foster named her daughter Katrina. Not after anyone, not inspired by anything, just simply because she "Liked it." Katrina remembers hearing stories about her grandma wanting the name Katharine but Rebecca didn't want her daughter to be nicknamed Kathy. The idea went down like when a fly gets hit by an electric fly swatter. There aren't any back-stories to Katrina that are known to her family but the name soon became famous in 2005. The costly natural disaster to happen to the United States...Hurricane Katrina will forever haunt all Katrina’s. When Hurricane Katrina was discussed in class, every pair of eyes would shift and peek at Katrina just because her name was mentioned across the news, worldwide. She always seemed to scoot lower in her seat with every glace she saw. She never failed to think, "Turn around morons, you're making this awkward." 
Google Search: Katrina always follows "Hurricane"
Urban Dictionary search: "Crazy-assed bitch. When she first arrives, she's wet and wild. When she leaves, she takes the house, car and everything else in a 100-mile radius 
Meaning of "Katrina": "Pure"

Foster. 
Katrina is often referred to by her last name, more times than other "baby" is attached. She never hated nor loved being called "Baby Foster" She heard it enough from her co-workers, older brother's friends, coaches, and teammates, to brush it off. 
Google search: Foster's Beer, Foster Farms, and Foster’s Freeze
Urban Dictionary search: Hipster, sexy, appealing, sleeps a lot

If Katrina was given the opportunity to change her name she wouldn't. She can't even imagine what she would change it to. It isn't a hard name to spell or say, therefore if someone messes it up, it's clear they don't know enough about the world.

CNF; A Picture is Worth 516 Words

            Here my brothers are with each other, John in his dinosaur costume awkwardly holding Robbie in the pumpkin costume. Looking at them now you’d never believe they had a close relationship. But looking at this picture makes me remember how close they used to be.  It’s 1996, Robbie’s first Halloween, I had to ask my mom and she remembers it like it happened yesterday.

            Robbie is four months old, he’ll never remember being in the hospital, going through so many tests, being a premature baby and barely surviving. He won’t remember this picture being taken, showing his chubby cheeks that he didn’t have when he was born because he was barely 6 pounds. His pale skin; I find shocking to see compared to how tan John is, and his huge eyes stare past my mom who is taking the picture. John is five, showing his toothy grin, his pin straight dark hair is poking out of the dinosaur costume hood. John will remember what it’s like being an only child and we’ll all remember how happy he was when I, his first sibling was born. He was grabbing random people in the hospital yelling at them, “Come see my new, beautiful baby sister!” John is holding Robbie nervously but proudly, he loved being an older brother, now looking at him you would never think that he felt that way.

            John’s hair will be curly and we will all look so much alike. But John will have a quiet personality and it will seem as if he doesn’t care about family. He focuses on school and work more than people just like Dad. He’ll follow in Dad’s footsteps by going to Stanislaus and in the summer he’ll be the best boss ever, I would know considering he’ll be mine. John will be protective of me someday and funny, sometimes. While he’s in his third year of college we’ll try and gain that brother-sister relationship, by then it will be really hard to accomplish because the distance will get in the way.

            Robbie will be babied all his life. He’ll have life easy except when he’s expected to live up to John and I. John and I try ridiculously hard in school to please Mom and Dad, Robbie doesn’t care if they are happy about it or not. Robbie and I become close after John leaves for college because his best friend and video gaming partner left. When John comes home they just fight because John never stops picking on him. Robbie will always be really skinny and he will hate it! He’ll be really funny and he’ll become one of my best friends. He won’t really care for anyone at first but later in life he’ll start being more sensitive and loving.

            It’s crazy when I look at the pictures and see us all together with genuine smiles on our faces. Now mom has to beg us to all take a “happy” picture together. We still love each other but things change rather quickly.

CNF Starting Phrase (Alt.Prompt); Honesty at Its Finest

I remember... Song lyrics and phone numbers but I can't remember vocabulary words or math equations.
I don't remember... What day it is, or what happened last week.
I have always... Tried to do my best, and to be as great as my perfect, over-achieving a**hole of an older brother.
I see... Girls pretending to be stupid to gain the attention of boys. They are the ones flipping their hair around and saying "whaaaaaatt?" in that annoying high pitched tone. Attention wh*res. 

I don't... Do my homework until last minute because I'm lazy. That's why I'm typing this very essay at 6 A.M.
I don't see... Enough happy people in this world. So smile, b*tches.
I don't know... Why people in my English 3 class can't read properly.
I want to... Go on vacation and eventually come back to "the most boring place in the world: Orangevale"
I wonder... Why I told Tayler Hamilton that I would wear this stupid flamingo hat for Wacky Hat Day, I look like an idiot.
I don't wonder... If people will ever use common sense because I know the answer is no.
I don't want to... Die.
I hate... When that one student raises their hand every five seconds to add on to what the teacher says just to show they know the curriculum. Well guess what kid!? You don't know jack sh*t because you're in this class, so you're not as smart as you think. Shut up.
I love... Very few people, most people just piss me off.
I try to... Be the best, I'm succeeding.
I try not to... Make people sad.
I'm done.