The crisp breeze rustled my hair as I walked out of my house on the fall September day with my dad drilling instructions into my head. It was my first Little League baseball game ever, and my dad wanted to make sure it wasn’t my last. Being seven years old and never touching a baseball was something that had scared me; a lot. I had no idea what to think about this foreign, petrifying, game could possibly be about. The car ride from my house was only a few minutes away from the fields where I would begin my baseball career.…
The comic, Watchmen, by Alan Moore and Dave Gibson, employs a reoccurring symbol of a smiley face stained with blood covering its left eye. This reoccurrence of the symbol suggests that there is more to it than what the eye meets. It is such a simple symbol that shows happiness, yet is presented in such a convoluted manner in the comic. The smiley face in Watchmen is used ironically throughout the text to show how the characters, and perhaps all humans try to overlook or falsify violence, reality, and immorality, and further shows that these characteristics can’t be covered up. Additionally, the symbol suggests that we live in a pretense world where we try to find happiness, by ultimately happiness is unobtainable because there will always…
I was 13 years old, just starting off high school, when I realized what this dark cloud that’s been floating over me for the past couple of months really is. It wouldn’t be until more than a year later until I seek out professional help. It started off innocently enough as just a feeling of constant emptiness at the pit of my stomach. It slowly turned into randoms bouts of extreme rage, where I’d take out my anger physically, not just on the walls and mirrors of my childhood home and not just on my family, but on myself. I couldn’t understand why I felt this way, why I wasn’t “normal”.…
We then heard sirens in the distance that sounded like they were getting closer. Looking out the window, I noticed the man running down the street and out of the light. I did not fall asleep at all that night because I had no idea where to he was. As I laid there in bed, I thought to myself, maybe I shouldn't open the door to just anyone. Next time I might not be so…
“Deeper Into my Life” Individuals are unique in their own ways and one of mine happens to be my name, Darrnyejah Bolds. Everywhere I go people have a hard time pronouncing it. Many people have given up and just refer to me as “Ms. Bolds,” but also I have two nicknames “Nye”, and “Nyejah,” which is mostly used by family and friends. Over the years, I have adjusted to my nicknames and became very comfortable with them. I entered this world on February 27, 1997 with the zodiac sign of Pisces.…
I feel someone shake my shoulder gently. "Nooooo. " I groan, curling up more into Hermann's parka. My head pounding and my throat scratchy. "Newton, please let me take your temperature," I hear Hermann request calmly from above me, "I've been nice enough to not make you move, you really need proper rest."…
My friends and I had just gotten off our bus to walk home. Our bus stop was in the cul-de-sac at the beginning of the neighborhood and we all lived either right in the middle or in the far back. It was a three-day weekend so we were all trying to figure what to do. Our choices were to either go fishing off the docks in the back of the neighborhood or go swimming from our small bit of sandy, muddy beach that has murky water coming up on it. I lived off the Lake Pontchartrain at the time.…
A few hours later Lana and I are washing the dishes with the sound of Emma and Jim booing the baseball game playing in the other room. "How do you think your finals went?" I ask and hold a plate out for her to take. "I think they went good." She says and begins to rinse and dry the one I gave her.…
Geology class sucks. Nothing more than listening to my annoying, 55 year old teacher, Ms. Zacks, lecturing about her non existent relationship status, that we all know is 95% made up. "Brexley! Are you listening to me? " I jump at the sound of the little crackle in her voice that was caused from having way one to many smokes throughout her lifetime.…
As she started away, his low tone stopped her. " Sumi?" She paused to look back at him. Biting his lip in an adorable manner that was identical to the one Dancer used, he glanced to his uncle. "I know what you and Dancer did."…
Hello Beckett, I’m so sorry for your lost. May God comfort your heart and all those who loved her. Stay strong! I’m a college student and I want a car ASAP.…
It was the change of seasons from winter to spring. The leaves were gaining their color again and I was getting cabin fever. The past four months’ crisp winter breeze was finally starting to thaw. It was the afternoon, so the heat was at its peak for the day. As much as I loved tracing the outline of his chiseled features with my finger tips, I wanted, no, I needed to go outside.…
I am lying down on deck, tanning under the bright, beaming sun. My dad steers the boat, we are isolated with no one in sight. We float calmly, its as peaceful as a butter fly. My father calls out too me with his rugged voice "Tiarne, can you grab me my water bottle please?" I sit up and ignore him as I look out too the infinite stretch of sea.…
“Boys!!!” “What?!” “Come here!” “Uggggh!” Zack and Cody exit their room, and make their way into the kitchen, where Carrie was cutting carrots.…
It’s 5 o’clock and my car is just rounding the first curve. Just as it does everyday at some point. I peer at the clock all day. Waiting for the time when I can get to this place. “If I can just make it through these last forty minutes, then the last class period, and then practice.…