It’s been a moth after the accident and I had decided to go back to school. They had been just bringing the homework home so I wouldn’t be behind. Amber then saw me for the first time sense the funeral and she bent down in toward the wheal chair and hugged me. She was tellin me how happy she was that I was here with her. Everyone went back to their lives which made me sad. That everyone just kept on goin when my Mathew wasn’t here. I wheeled myself to the bathroom and cried for the fist time over him. I had never let anyone in like I had Mathew; I had never been with a man like Mathew and new I would never find anyone that speasial again. I new I would miss him for the rest of my life. I new I would always thank about him.
Everyone tried to talk to be and be all-nice to me but I wanted nothin to do with anybody but Amanda. She was always there for me and new that I just needed a lot of time before I could even come close to begging up for a real conversation and Amanda already new I would never be the same after all that happened in the last month There was only a month left till summer was coming so I new I could at least handle that much time of begging with people that reminded me of Mathew. I could never see another couple together or it would make me cry all over again. Everything just made me sad and it felt like I could never get over it. Even every night he would be in my dreams, but I felt like I was relivin the car accident ever time I went to sleep. I was so scared to sleep so eventually I tried to make myself not sleep to just say awake which didn’t last very long till my body just made me sleep.
At school all the teachers were very understanding and just gave me A’s on everything and didn’t expect me to care about sc...
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... very next day I went to see Mathew, Timothy was there visiting someone. It made me sad that someone I had a crush on was there and I was with my ex. Timothy then came over and touched my back as I cried over Mathews grave how sorry I was for likening someone else. Timothy told me everything was going to be all right and he took me up into his arms because I feel out of my weak chair and her took me back to my house.
Timothy was someone nice just like Mathew that made me thing about both of them. I new deep down Mathew would want me happy but I couldn’t let go of him yet. I just couldn’t bare to let go of Mathew. I new I would be ready one day it just wasn’t quite yet. Every day I lived I was blessed. I was so lucky to even be a live, which scares me the most. If Mathew wasn’t the man he was I would of died that day and I wouldn’t of been able to tell my story.
Me and Christina were taking in the same nursing program. A month or so of knowing her I decided I'd find find out if she had known Mary. Maybe she was a relative, aunt, friend '' Mary was my mother" she said. I didn't know how to respond, I was so in shock. I needed to know everything about Mary that I never knew. " Your mother was a great woman " Christina looked confused to how I knew her mother. Me and Christina been spending a lot of time togehter, not only was she my friend but I was beginning to fall in love with her.
In all honesty I wanted to go clear my mind, but I also wanted to stay home so I could cry and curl up in a corner. Hassan told me to go fix a bag and meet him down stairs I did as I was told even though I didn't have to. Once I got downstairs I saw Hassan talking to my parents. He was trying to convince them to let me go, and they agreed to let me go as long as I called. After they agreed to let me go listen told me that we were going to his house to see if his parents were cool with it. The one thing that he left out was that he wanted me to lie to his parents. I didn't want to, but I owed him after this whole trip thing. I had a long conversation with his parents and they decided to let him go. I'm not going to lie I wasn't thrilled but how bad could it be. In my mind everything that could go wrong was already being visioned which worried me more. Anyway before his parents could change their mind he grabbed my shirt and drug me across his house outside to the car. Later that evening we had been on the road and I had a flashback. I was in the third grade and I finally got this pretty girl named Katherine. I “loved" her and she felt the same in return, but like they say “All good things come to an end”. I was devastated my heart had a hole, but you get over it eventually I
When I looked at you, I had nothing but honor and respect towards you. You were always someone who I could look up to and come to for advice when I needed someone to talk to. You looked at me as a grand-daughter and I saw you as a grandfather. I was just getting ready to come see you celebrate my first baseball win as the lead pitcher when my mother got the call. When she told me you passed away, I couldn’t breathe. I just stood there numb and in shock. I didn’t want to believe it. When it finally sank in, the tears were pouring down my face. I couldn’t control them. I felt like I just had my heart ripped out of my chest. Losing you was the most devastating experience I ever had. I was only 12 years old and never experienced a loss of a loved
A masterpiece of American literature, winner of the Pulitzer prize in 1961, an instant bestseller was Harper Lee’s simple love story. Harper Lee, home to a small Alabama town called monroeville, was the Author of the novel To Kill a Mockingbird. The novel captures the life of a young women and her childhood growing up in a small southern town, Maycomb county, Alabama. As this young woman gets older, she learns more and more about life through the townspeople of Maycomb County; Courage, kindness, cruelty, and love are some of the main lessons portrayed throughout the book. The townspeople, especially a few select ones, are a huge influence in the childhood of this young women, they also help you understand the town itself and the people living there. Lee does an amazing job of helping you understand the lifestyle in the town and helps put a vivid visual and understanding in ones mind while reading the novel. Calpurnia, Arthur “Boo” Radley, and Tom robinson are just a few characters home to Maycomb County, that make the novel a masterpiece of American literature.
A New Literacy Age in American Society Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart depicts a futuristic American society dominated by media. Technology is their most precious process, everything revolves around their äppärät. Everyone is ranked based on their attractiveness and wealth. Most people want to stay young and live longer. Any written artifacts are almost non-existent, and literacy is not the same as before.
Finding a true love is something most people search for their entire lives. Best said by Nicholas Sparks, “How far should a person go in the name of true love?” This reoccurring theme can be seen throughout William Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, a comedy about the triumphs of young foolish lovers and the forces that act against them. Two main characters, Hermia and Lysander, face many obstacles in their journey of love. Overall, Shakespeare uses the quote; “Could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth” (I, i, 136-137), to foreshadow the entities Hermia and Lysander have to fight in order to be together.
When I finally found my words I asked what was going on and my mother told me that my sister was in a car accident. When we arrived at the scene all I could see was my sister’s car sideways in the middle of the road with the entire front of it smashed up towards the windshield. As I looked around I saw my sister, emerging from a tan SUV I had never seen before, running towards my parents. The ambulances began to arrive and I was in my sister’s arms when I realized that there was no other damaged car at the
At that time, I had never experienced the death of someone I knew. It seemed like something that happened to other people, not me, but it happened. He was one of my dad’s best friends and my dad was devastated. I didn’t hang out with Eric a whole lot, I mainly babysat his kids, but when I did, it was a great time. I didn’t really grieve when he died. I was sad that he died, but I was more sad for his wife and kids. I visited them a few times after it happened, and it was heartbreaking. His oldest child, Lily, had horrible nightmares and she was sleep deprived because of it. She was barely functioning. She was nine. When I was nine, the worst thing I thought could happen to me was having to go to school everyday to see this girl who always picked on me. I think that has to be a child’s worst nightmare, to lose a parent. Eric’s second oldest child, Dalton, stopped talking for weeks and he wouldn't eat. And Laythan, his youngest, was confused about the whole situation, but he was so young that he won’t really remember his dad. And his wife, she hasn’t been the same since. For a long time after he died, she would cry whenever she saw my dad because Eric loved him like a brother. It made me sick to see how much pain came from this, and if I could go back, I would make sure this never happened. There were many ways we tried to help them while they were grieving, but we couldn’t help them in the way they wanted to be helped; We couldn’t
This could just be the worst day of my life; I’ve been dreading this day for the past few months. Moving day; it was just five months ago when my family told me the awful news. I just recently finished my sophomore year in high school, became captain of the varsity basketball team and finally got the girl of my dreams, Julie. Only to have it ruined by my parents telling me that we have to move due to my father getting a new job in Astoria, Oregon. The house or ‘cemetery’ as I referred to it is called Mors Thalamum, which ironically means death chamber in Latin; how convenient I would jest my family in hopes they would change their minds. Before we had to get into the car and leave for what I though would be certain doom I walked over to Julie’s house which was right across the street. “Hey Julie” I said for what would feel like the last time, “Hey Ben” she said, I believe she was feeling the exact thing I was. “I came to say goodbye, my family and I are leaving soon.” “Oh” she said simply but her green eyes said what she couldn’t. “Ben lets go!” I groaned at my father demand. Just as I was turning around Julie called my name, “I’ll miss you Ben” “Ill miss you too Julie” I choked back too focused on trying to hide the tears in my brown eyes. “Do you think we will ever see each other again?” she asked with anticipation in her angelic yet worried voice, “I hope” was all I could say before I turned and left my blonde green-eyed girl for what felt would be the last time.
When you got sick and the doctors told me I should hold you back you taught me it was more important to feel and grow like any other child than to have me hide you under my wing. It was more important to live. And that you did. You danced so beautifully, for years. And then your greatest joy, cheerleading. You made me so proud. You have always been my greatest pride and joy. I'm not sure how I can live this life without you. Remember when you would cry and tell me you were so afraid because you didn't want me to die before you. And I would tell you I wasn't going to die. And remember me saying you couldn't die before me, so we agreed, we had to go at the same time because neither of us could live without the other.
Released in 1983, Eldar Ryazanov’s A Cruel Romance remains the most compelling adaptation of Alexander Ostrovsky’s nineteenth century play about a beautiful but poor young woman desperately seeking love in an inherently selfish world. As in Without a Dowry (1879), the film centers on the dramatic conflicts between not only Larisa Ogudalov and her various suitors but also amongst the aspiring men themselves. Through its representation of Ostrovsky’s themes, Ryazanov’s production depicts the ramifications of humanity’s obsession with money, leading to misery, jealously and even death. When viewed through the prism of Konstantin Stanislavsky’s approach of dramatic performance, A Cruel Romance is largely effective in conveying the pivotal tensions of Ostrovsky’s original play, particularly in relation Larisa and Paratov. Furthermore, Ryazanov enhances Karandyshov’s role in the film in comparison to the nineteenth century text, emphasizing both the pathetic nature of his character and his justifiable desire for retribution against his tormentors. Given the limitations of the film genre however, Robinson’s role is substantially diminished in A Cruel Romance, as the production team foregoes the opportunity to further antagonize Larisa’s suitors in order to focus on the central love triangle. Though Ryazanov does not take full advantage of Ostrovsky’s exploration of the exploitative nature of all of the male characters, he is effective in developing the central romantic tensions of Without a Dowry in his 1983 film production.
I can surely say that I won't be able to forget about our love story. You were the most beautiful thing that could ever happen in my life. The most tender feeling I have ever endured. Having you in my life and having the opportunity to meet you brought warmth, love, and passion to my heart and soul. The fact that we decide to go separate ways has filled my heart with coldness, sadness and fear, not knowing if you would ever come back to me and perhaps you would forget me bring tears to my eyes.
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Love happens when you least expect it. It can happen on the street corner, at the bar, at the grocery store, the park. That’s one of the greatest things about love. As for me I found love in the pouring down rain in the middle of the street. I fell in love with a man who I never thought in a million years I’d fall for. A man who is loving, caring and respectful. The night I laid my eyes on him I knew he was it. He came into my life at a point when I was unraveling and losing control. I was lost for two years after my high school sweetheart and I broke up, I thought I was never going to find real love, but I did. He saved me and I remember every minute from that night.
Once upon a time, I saw the world like I thought everyone should see it, the way I thought the world should be. I saw a place where there were endless trials, where you could try again and again, to do the things that you really meant to do. But it was Jeffy that changed all of that for me. If you break a pencil in half, no matter how much tape you try to put on it, it'll never be the same pencil again. Second chances were always second chances. No matter what you did the next time, the first time would always be there, and you could never erase that. There were so many pencils that I never meant to break, so many things I wish I had never said, wish I had never done. Most of them were small, little things, things that you could try to glue back together, and that would be good enough. Some of them were different though, when you broke the pencil, the lead inside it fell out, and broke too, so that no matter which way you tried to arrange it, they would never fit together and become whole again. Jeff would have thought so too. For he was the one that made me see what the world really was. He made the world into a fairy tale, but only where your happy endings were what you had to make, what you had to become to write the words, happily ever after. But ever since I was three, I remember wishing I knew what the real story was.