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–she was named after a dream. Why not? I thought, though I cried the night before because she got the chance bestowed to her curvy hips, her white Colgate smile, her crystal blue eyes. And what about me? What about me. I have never had the smartness of a woman. I envied her from the day I realized that looking pretty was more important than being rough. I had always been good in games, in fighting, in being well… rough. When we were much younger, I used to bully her so badly that she never

I felt myself being picked up from my cot. My eyes were swollen from the torrents of tears that I had cried. Strong muscular arms held me tight. I knew better than to feel safe, only harm came my way. I hiccuped into the person's chest. The way I was acting was not the way of a twenty year old, but of a toddler. The halls were long and narrow and bright lights only made them seem longer. Becoming bored with being held, I reached up to my head and much to my surprise I had hair. Searching the rest

government assistance. She only had four bedrooms! I thought Ahaziyah had lost her mind, but she was easily manipulated by them and she was brainwashed to. Finally, I had to tell Sister Mandy that I love her dearly, but the last thing I wanted to hear about was the Hebrew Israelites and what they thought of me, I really did not give a shit about what they thought at all! I just simply did not want to be bothered with hearing what they were saying about me. I told her that my life had moved on and it was

year. I moved to Harrisonburg , Virginia with my recent boyfriend everything was fine so I thought. Love makes you do a lot of crazy things during that time I was happy with my life and with him and then things changed in a blink of an eye. One day we were on the top of the world, then the next his fist was coming towards my face. I thought that was love so I stayed through the hurt, pain, depression, I just wanted him to love me like I loved him.     Before I met my recent boyfriend Jacob I had just

before the new school year. The year of the sneezing, coughing and nonstop runny nose was preparing its over throw of summer. I wasn't too excited about it. In fact I dreaded it. Advertisements came flying through the mail. Every one of them had printed boldly "Back To School" and "Back to School" again. It made me sick to my stomach. I threw every ad in the garbage. I never knew it but this school year was to change my view of school and the people in it completely. The first hour of school

talents within a person opposed to if they did not work for an outcome and was simply handed the results. The most important aspect of this quote is “adversity”. I believe this quote reveals nothing but the truth for I have faced minor cases of adversity and still discovered traits within myself, especially throughout my soccer career when I sprained my ankle and when my coach left my team. During my first year of middle school my entire soccer club was sent to a camp to play on bigger fields and

Bones I can remember this night just like it was yesterday. It was a hot, humid Saturday night, in July, after my fifth grade year. It was two weeks after my birthday, which is June twenty-third. I had just got a new pair of skates. I didn’t think anything about checking the wheels on my skates or how loose they were or even if I could actually skate with them because I didn't have wooden floors at the times so If I skated it would have to be on the road, but that messes up the wheels, so I just

enough, because he was pronounced dead at approximately 5:38 that morning. Mark and I grew up in one of those small towns were everybody knew everybody. He lived just two houses down from me. Everything we did, we did together. He knew and understood me like no one else did. He was always there for me through thick and thin. He was the only person who I can say was my best friend. Whenever we got into a fight, I could never be mad at him for more than a day. . We were a team, like Batman and Robin

I cried on my 18th Birthday. I cried because to me it signified that my childhood was over -- That I would never be able to relive some of the greatest moments of my life. I remember that day after school I was talking to one of my good friends, Betty Lou, and I mentioned to her how sad it was that we would all soon be leaving County HIgh. Betty smiled and looked at me and said, "But there is so much more in store for us ahead." Last October I was sitting in Mr. Fooler's British Literature class

bitter, damp night outside. I twisted and turned under my thin covers. My teeth chattered in the chilly air around me. I couldn't sleep. My sweat dripped down my forehead and my heart was thumping hard at my chest. I was always afraid of the dark and I still am. But this was the first time I had slept alone in a hollow, ominous and shadowy room with no wallpaper. Instead of a carpet, there were filthy floorboards that creaked and moaned. There was also a wardrobe that I had never opened before