I can 't get out of this box. The last time I looked out my window I saw meadows. Long, far, empty meadows. Living on the great plains has it 's benefits, but those meadows are ruining it for me. I keep my head away from the window. When I wake up I see the light reflect off my peeling wallpaper. I 've been sick twelve times this year and theres just something about those meadows. I remember the horizon curving from the green meadows, the ground yellow with pencil marks of green. The backdrop, dark clouds with blue outlines. The whole scene looked like a blur, maybe it was just the windows. If I squint really hard I can see the cross, her cross. The one I made for her last year. The first year of her last year. At a distance you can see the
Good morning sis, am deeply sorry for you loss ! Hope you are staying strong and I hope time will dull the pain that I can only imagine. Am sure you know your mom is missed immensely by many. She was all around a beautiful person and sincerely cared for people. She tired to stay keep in touch in my with my mom when a lot of people just kinda turned their backs on her, which is something that hurt her a lot. Thats something that meant a lot me personally and showed just how thoughtful she was about people. Our family probably wouldn 't be here if it wasn 't for her so we owe a lot to her. Am firm believer that major things in life are just meant to be to be that way. It 's amazing if you think about it but if it wasn 't for her life would be
Weslaco is like my adopted mother. She gave my family and I a home when we were brought into the United States. I wish I could be like everyone else and say I was born here, however I was not. I was born in Mexico, the mother who couldn't give me the opportunities like Weslaco has given me. Through thick and thin, weslaco has always been there with me from the start. Not only was weslaco like an important person, but it was also the place where many significant events occurred that made the individual I am.
Phantom to take it away. People tend to fear things they don 't understand, and they don 't they
A few years ago I was living with my mother in Yuma. I lived with her for almost my whole life with joint custody shared between the two of my parents. I went to the school district that was in the boundaries of my mom's residence because more of the time shared between joint custody was with my mother. I always did okay in school up until two years ago. My mom has alway been a single parent ever since her and my dad split up. She was always way too nice and dated the wrong type of guys. She ended up dating this guy two years ago, she was too blind to see he was an addict. One day when we were at my dad's house over the weekend, the cops were called to her house because there was an incident of a gunshot. My mom had called the cops because her ex boyfriend had shot himself by accident. They ended up putting a search warrant on her home and found drugs
Tamales is more than just a simple Mexican recipe. “Tamales” means unity, in my family; it means more family gatherings, and new memories. At the age of five most kinds don’t comprehend what’s going on, however I did. I always had a clear understanding, I don’t know if my parents didn’t know how to hide it well or if I knew how to put the puzzle together, either way, I knew.
Who is Stephanie Glynn? I, Stephanie Glynn, am an independent, over achiever with many goals. The top accomplishment on my list is to get a scholarship to Our Lady of Holy Cross and go for nursing. I would like to work in the ER, so every day I can save a life and put my imprint in the world. When I help a person, it puts the biggest smile on my face and I want to have the opportunity to do that every day.
I overcame many obstacles to become this person I am today. I never knew each year things would get challenging for me that would change my life forever. My family was from Kingston, Jamaica so I really didn’t understand that much of the United States because they were somewhat learning about the country too. When attending school, I never use to fit in with the other kids; I would only have one or two friends. I’ve gone through bullying which made me feel like I was weak inside and what I wouldn’t amount to anything in life. Today I am a confident, hardworking, positive, and strong African-American young women.
I am currently reading the book, Creepypasta, a story filled with chilling horror stories, such as the one I am going to question, visualize, and evaluate today, the terrifying story Come Closer. “…So his mere presence felt threatening…” (Clovdtears 13). Firstly I will be questioning about whom this mysterious man is that the kids talk about, secondly I will visualize several different areas in the story, and lastly I will evaluate the story.
You 're a brutal brute who barks at the sheep clothed in your bite marks.
Hello, beautiful people! Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of Confessions of an Inspirationalist! I couldn 't be more grateful for all of my dreamcatchers as well as those who have been supporting me from the beginning. This journey has given me an open doorway to inspire people I 've never even met from all over the world- that 's something I 've only dreamed of doing. I look forward to what 's coming in the future and writing new content that will hopefully inspire you in some way. Until then, I love all of you dearly. It 's us against the
Ok so i typed this up last night on my computer but its my life story as good as i can remember and tell.
An object that has great significance to me is, a Build-a-Bear I got from my grandmother for Christmas almost ten years ago. He’s brown with black and grey highlights and his name is Honey. This specific bear is still so important to me because sadly, my grandmother passed away in October of 2013. Obviously when I first got it, I wasn’t thinking about the thought or meaning of the gift, I was just so ecstatic that my grand mom’s voice was coming through a bear. I went everywhere with him, wouldn’t put him down for anything. I got bullied, mostly by my cousins, because I was an eight year old walking around with a talking teddy bear. As I grew older, I wasn’t as attached to him anymore. I left him at my dad’s house when we moved to New Jersey
Las Vegas is considered the city of sin and believe me there is plenty of sin going around. It is a place filled with laughter, cries, tragedy, and loss. I have been living in Las Vegas my entire life minus a few years where I lived in Reno, Nevada and Monroe, Louisiana as well. My mother was the light of my life. We shared laughs together that were occasionally accompanied by tears. She was the one person I could tell anything to. There was never a secret in my heart because she knew everything about me. In April of 2004 my world came crashing down because it was then that I had lost my mother.