THE BLANK STORY_ My life was never easy, my family was messed up, my country, my village, and my state was slowly falling apart, I never got to see my childrens face for the last time, I fought for my country and still not respect and no change. It's like the more I tried the less I succeed. So i'm writing this on my deathbed, so others can know what I had to go through and hopefully learn something. One thing I want to do is thank my kids, charlotte and Daryl for being brave for me and Also my wife who helps me get through this everyday. This isn’t an easy life.
“I have longed to know my Father. I would like to ask few questions. If this is the last wish that I would be granted; I would take my chances”. The more they spoke; Richard Anderson realized that this was his long lost daughter. It was a mix of Anger, Love and Pain for Richard.
Always in my shadow – are the memories of those days when life was plenty and we knew not better ways. I have no sense of when my young friend died – but I shall always miss his joyful heart – and share a saddened smile at times when tainted clouds return. And as my visit to that hilltop fades away and pain returns to mingle with my aging bones, I pray to fall asleep so deep to keep my melancholy spirits – hopefully to ebb and go
After a couple of days of contemplating taking the nightlight out or not, I eventually manned up and did it. As I laid down to sleep I felt the same fear I did when I was younger and felt vulnerable to the evils of the world; I didn’t care though. I let those fears envelop me and pick at my brain. Laid out and still I was, ignoring the malice of the world sitting on my back, choking the innocence out of me. Eventually, I fell asleep and was saved by my dreams.
Any person who has been away from home will know the feeling of coming home and having a mother waiting. Even as she is waiting for Dee, her brain is still on her other daughter who is home and who is emotionally distraught. She seems to be brutal in her assessment of her daughters, but one gets the feeling that it is out of love. For example, she says that Dee has become ungrateful and uppity since she got her new life. She however daydreams of the day they will meet on a talk show, and her daughter will thank her.
Since I've been with this girl I have been happy just being myself and even happier knowing that she is happy. The biggest mistake I've made was forgetting about my happiness and putting someone else's happiness before mine. In your life when a mistake is made you might not realize it till long after the fact, I didn't realize till months after when someone came into my life that to this day makes me happy. I realized my mistake and saw how it affected my family life and my friendships in a bad state. It took time from my family that I will never get back and friends from me I needed at the time.
The narrator seems to be in an emotionally hysterical state, in my opinion, which is normal for someone who has lost someone who they loved. In order for her to release those feelings, she consoled in her mother. However, now that I think of it, who’s to say that the narrators’ mother was still alive? The narrator could have just been speaking to her mother in prayer because of the tragic situation that she was going through; hoping for things to get better. She was not necessarily looking for an answer from her mother when she questioned, “Oh mother, mother, where is happiness?”.
The pain did not go away. I was at the doctor again the next week for worrying back pain starting. The pain was near my kidneys which was not only worrying me, but everyone else. After a many doctor visits, my mom was worried about me for a completely different reason. She thought I was missing too much school.
Then my brother came back and we were all happy to have him back. An obstacle I know I will have to face after leaving Fontbonne is missing my family. I might not move away, but I will not see them as much. If I do move away, it will be even worse. I am a very family oriented person and I am lost without my family.
Sleep paralysis is the rare occurrence in which a person is in a transition state between awakeness and sleep. This state can cause a person to be aware of their surroundings but not able to move. On the night of the entanglement, I had been attempting to sleep for hours, but nothing provided support. Provided that I had school the next day and had to wake up early, I chose to just lay there until I drifted off. After maybe 25 minutes of motionlessness and
Thats the question i ask my self everyday these past couple of months. I feel as if I never made my own decisions in life. I always depended on my guardians and others to help make my decisions . It’s good to get help from others to make decisions but not all the time. There were time where I would like to do certain things and i would ask a friend how they felt about it and if they negatively commented I would automatically change my mind , there would be parties I would not want to go to but the people i surrounded my self around wanted to go I would force my self to go.