Descriptive Essay About Christmas

I love Christmas Eve. Christmas is probably the time of the year where I’m the happiest. The best Christmas Eve I have ever spent was with my family and some friends in the winter of 2014. It was the greatest simply due to the factor that I spent it with the boy I was in love with at that time. The only photograph that was captured that night of us was taken right before all the festivities started. We were setting up the music for that night and we took a few seconds to snap a picture on the laptop webcam before joining the party. The picture highlighted my happiness and the joyful feelings I had that night. In this snapshot it was close to our two year anniversary. The look on my face is blissful, content, in love – a look I always had when I was around him. I knew that he cared for me as much as I cared for him. There was such adoration, such gleefulness in the way I gazed at the camera. I felt that there was nothing that could tear our closeness that created our bond. The bond we had made me feel supported, cared for, and trusted. This snapshot was taken a week before he confessed to me something that he had kept inside

We all need a shoulder to cry on every once in a while. Bullying is happening in schools all across America and teens need to start helping those who need it the most. We need to start taking action and stop being petrified to fight for what we contemplate is right. Nonetheless, I admit that maybe before I lived these instants of bullying with my friend that I would have been fossilized at a time that I needed to take action. It is daunting to stand up to an aggressor that is intimidating. The fear of being a victim yourself can overpower your desire to step in and help. We are prone to protect ourselves and then protect others, but our self comes first. But on the other hand, if one person steps up, the upshot will be that others will follow and the bullying chain will