The sun’s burning rays beat down on us as we dug through the layers of Egyptian sand and rock. We had only begun the excavation the previous day and had already uncovered one-fifth of the ancient pyramid. I, as well as a team of high-ranking archaeologists, had accompanied Sarah Parcak in an expedition to unearth a lost Egyptian pyramid. “How’s your section of the chamber coming along, Erica? We’ve just uncovered a new sarcophagus,” remarked Sarah as she passed by, carrying a large coffin.…
On 01/21/16 I contacted Ashley Herring at her residence at 3320 W. Justice Road in reference to a domestic battery call. Ms. Herring said on this date her live-in-boyfriend of 13 years, Brian Mott, battered her because there were no cigarettes in the residence. Ms. Herring said Mr. Mott yelled and cursed at her, took her HP Pavilion laptop computer from her and threw it on the ground destroying it, and then pushing her off of their front porch. Ms. Herring said shortly after Mr. Mott pushed her from their porch he pushed her into their bed and kneed her in her right leg causing redness and swelling around her knee. Ms. Herring said Mr. Mott then punched and slapped her numerous times on her arms and shoulders before leaving the residence…
Yesterday I went up to Sheila Mant while she was playing softball. I asked her on a date. She said that she would go to the concert with me. Then we arranged when I was going to pick her up for the concert. Then I was so excited!…
My Hero: Katlyn Mullins Most people’s heroes are Batman or Wonder Woman. Mine is not a fictitious super hero. Mine is a real person. Mine is my dad. He may not have a cape or a bat cave but he is the most important person in my life.…
Finding someone to admire is a difficult task in itself. The title of role model can be bestowed to anyone ranging from a celebrity or to the local mail carrier. Whoever it is, they are someone you are proud to look up to no matter what, and can always depend on. Fortunately, I have a person who I partisan and proudly call my role model. This person goes by the name Rachel Meyers, she has been my role model for two years and she is a marvelous friend of mine.…
At my sister's basketball game, at Spring-Ford, at the ninth grade center, I was in second grade, not even knowing the girl sitting a few rows above me would become my best friend. Fast enough, I had figured out that she was on all of my competitive sports teams and I began to recognize her around progressively often. Her name was Lainey Owens. Not only did Lainey become my best friend, but was benign, sociable, loyal, and never failed to brighten my day. Throughout our friendship, I had been pleased and there was never a dull time.…
Mary’s legacy Sarah goes to A college named Texas State. She belonged to a dorm house on campus. Her friends would go to rodeos every weekend. This weekend her friend Emily begged and begged for her to go.…
For my faculty interview, my original professor canceled on me, so I had the privilege of interviewing Ms. Tina Nabors. I thought I knew a lot about Ms. Tina, but I found out I really did not. I learned that she was appointed to the LCF leader position because her previous boss believed that she would be a good fit for LCF program when it was first created. She has always enjoyed working with students so it came natural to her.…
“ Micah Pistillo.” I never would have guessed that my name was the one that was going to be called. I was the one the judge raved about so much. I was the one who made her cry. I was the winner of the Editor’s Choice Award.…
My 8th grade year towards the end of the year I had a very close friend that I’ve known since the 5th grade. My close friend Zoe had ended up moving to Washington State all across the country to the top left during summer going to the 9th grade. I’ve always stayed in contact with Zoe ever since she moved, and I missed all the times we had hanged out together. Spring break, year 2018 my mother had let me get on a plane to go visit Zoe to Washington State. I was at the Wilmington airport waiting at the gate to board my plane I was with my mother, and my little sister.…
In the summer of 2003, I lost one of my best friends to a rare, unknown, incurable disease called scleroderma. Karen and I had met at college where we were both working on our Bachelors of Science degree in nutrition with the goal of becoming future dietitians. We formed an instant bond as we were both Jamaicans and could understand each other’s struggles and pain. We often studied together and found ourselves on occasions spending many sleepless nights getting ready for our microbiology, chemistry or nutritional biochemistry exams. With perseverance and determination, we survived those years at Georgia State University and Karen went on to become a wonderful renal dietitian, until scleroderma make it impossible for her to live with us any longer……
The city was getting put back together piece by piece, bodies were being found and funerals were being prepd. Then the day had came “ FRIENDS AND FAMILIES OF SAM SMITH” was written on poster board with a picture of him. Throughout this whole process of grief i have been through shock, denial, anger and bargaining, I haven’t shed a tear. I walk into the funeral home and everyone is looking at me with their eyes of worry and sadness. Knowing that they wanted to say something to me but couldn’t.…
October 12th. The day that I,Heather Kubel, a freshman at Sierra Lutheran High School, would have embedded in my memory forever. The day that I will always be able to remember the exact details, despite the shudder that would come from recalling it. I had had a pretty basic life up to now. I had an older brother in college and two parents who had taken me to church every Sunday since I was a little girl; despite the fact that my father and the rest of my family were Jewish.…
However, I knew from that moment forward that my life would never be the same. No person or book could have ever prepared me for what my soul was about to experience. It was July, two months after my brother’s funeral, and I lay a heaping mess staring at the ceiling of my living room. All I can remember thinking is how badly I wanted to run away. But I was smart enough to know that grief was not something that I could outrun.…
“Once you replace negative thoughts with positive ones, you’ll start having positive results. ”-Willie Nelson. My law of life is to stay positive and never lose faith. This caught my mind from and experience that happened a couple years ago. It taught me that miracles can happen and to always have hope.…