As soon as Mina's eyes stuck on Jongin's, she stood up and grab her bag. She walks toward Jongin with a worried face. It's not about Kris, but how a little lie she gave before could make him believe that there's nothing between her and Kris. Jongin stood in the edge of the front door, he wanted to walk away and just ignoring Mina. He feel the angry and jealousy eat him alive. But the ego inside him growing bigger, he wanted to protect Mina, despite her lie today. Stay calm Jongin, you will lose
Losing the Dream Or “Reaping what we ‘Sow’” For many people, it would be very easy to ignore the mishaps in life; which, appears throughout our Future, by day dreaming while, on earth. The figment of our imagination lay-out, consist of specific Details Visualized, while imagining life in the dream world. It was August 7, 1967 and the loud voices flowed in the air from the front porch. “(Robbie I will kill You)”; Not again, is what I heard my eldest sister say. Willie Ed Lowe
hungry. To be hungry means one’s body needs nutrients, and is begging one to eat. But one does not know hunger like Elie did. He suffered the worst kind of hunger, almost starvation, even. All of this pain and suffering, he endured lead to him losing all faith. “There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment” (1 John 4:18). After reading this line from the Bible one might think that the Jewish people and Elie lost faith and love in God because
In Jonathan Hull's book Losing Julia the main character, Patrick Delaney, was a complicated man. At the age of 18, while still very much an innocent boy, he was sent to Europe to fight in a bloody and terrible war. This exposure to the worst of humanity changed him in many ways. During the war he made some of the best and closest friends he ever had in his life. He also watched these friends die a gruesome death while he was only a hundred feet away, unable to help
Losing Someone The world seems to stand still when you are told. That feeling you have never felt before, of total sadness. You feel faint and dazed as if you are falling or dreaming. You were told this was going to happen, but you could never be prepared for it. You don't know what to say, you are totally speechless. You burn up, feel dizzy but no tears will come. You have to get out of there, to escape, runaway anything to make this feeling fade. You just don't want
thought highly enough of the Warriors to sign with them. Ever since Iguodala came back from an injury, the Warriors have been a dangerous team; one that would be powerless without tanking. It is easy to make the argument that the idea of purposely losing games not only goes against the competitive spirit of sports, but it brings the team’s attendance numbers down as well. However, the idea is that attendance will go up once the player(s) the team tanks for is acquired. For example, before the Los
Some people may say that having control over someone or something can bring satisfaction and a sense of power. In the an article called “Gunman Kills Himself After Hostage Drama (584)” written by Charles P. Wallace and Tim Waters loss of control and the feeling of being helplessness makes Robert B. Rose commit a last act of asserting control over himself. In another article written by Martin E.P. Seligman called “On Learned Helplessness (585)” the feeling of loosing control of oneself is something
of the individual and/or their families (Thomas, 2007, pp. 3-4) Despite this mutual recognition, however, ‘losing control of the self’ remains a complex paradigm that continues to bemuse health researchers and scholars alike, and as such, has gained much interest as opposed to its biological counterpart (Williams & Bendelow, 1998). The purpose of this paper then is to present how “losing control of the self” encapsulates the lived experience of being ill of the individual and their families. However
“Hopppeee,”Grace beckoned. My high school sister’s voice carried through the open screen door of our house. Even though we went to different schools, we left at the same time. My mother never trusted me to make it to my fourth grade classroom on my own, so, she left that job to my sister. In return, she got an extra dollar on her allowance each week! I am nine years old, thank you very much! There is no need to babysit me on the way to school. I know very well, not to be attracted when someone calls
“Sure, Tony. For you, I will.” Letting out a breath, Anthony smiles and says, “Thank you.” Little did Anthony know, baking had nothing to do with Bethany’s constant spacing out. It starts off slowly. First, Bethany would start losing her things. She would be walking into the living room carrying one of her favourite novels, intending to read. Then, a few minutes later, she would be calling out to Anthony asking whether he had seen her novel. When Anthony replies a ‘no’ and decides