I sighed. School can be so frustrating—after all, everywhere you look there’s pressure. Peers, teachers, parents; you name it. I can’t stand it normally, so imagine today. My friend—no sorry, “friend”—Leslie, was acting weird. Since the beginning of the year, she’s suddenly interested in other people. This isn’t an issue, except for the fact that she wasn’t herself with those people. Not to mention, she tries to tell me how much she enjoys my company as soon as she’s away from these other people. The problem with that? Well, when everyone else is there, she makes fun of me. I tried to tell her, “Do, feel, be, and say whatever you’d like, but as long as it’s real.” “Well I feel you should be quiet, Sage,” is the reply Leslie gave. She invited
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I didn’t enjoy my job either. I spent so much time making sure I could be financially sound, rather than mentally sound. My time was wasted. I should have never given up on my dreams, because now they’re harder to complete than ever. Not to mention, I still haven’t read William James's Principles of Psychology. I know how much that book meant to you.
Not letting go of friends sooner. I would stay dedicated to someone long after they lost interest in me. I thought they became distant because I did something wrong, but that was a mistake because I would realize it was all on them. They were seeking a change, and needed me off their shoulders to complete it. Maybe I was changing too. But in the end, I’ve wasted an incredibly valerious amount of time try to please someone who wasn’t my friend anymore.
Not staying in touch after moving far away. My family doesn’t know me anymore.
Despite my regrets, if there’s anything I hope I did well in life it was to make your sacrifice worth it. You left me shocked, when you took down another plane so that I could live. WWII was difficult, but your loss was the most difficult of all. I’ve said this all before, but lately I’ve been trying harder than ever to repay you. If you could still feel, I hope you would feel proud of me. This is where I leave you, my …show more content…
He was wearing an orange polo shirt and was tall in stature despite the little bend in his back. His kind eyes seemed to reflect a storming sky.
“H-hi there... are you Eugene?” I stumbled with my words, which caused me to cringe.
“Why yes I am,” He replied. Why that's a little more of a relief. I continued with more energy.
“I was walking by earlier when I found your letter. I read it and found it interesting” I held then out for him to see. He frowned in return, and opened his mouth to speak right as I cut him off. “Sorry, that sounds really creepy now that I think about it. It just caught my eye, and I couldn’t help myself. I kept wondering why someone would throw out an unopened and full envelope. I’m not sure. But it was worth it! I love everything you wrote. I wrote a reply and,” I pulled my book from under my arm as my sentence broke off. “I brought William James’s Principles of Psychology!”
Eugene smiled in such a way that his eyes gleamed. “What’s your name?”
“Sage.”
“You thought my letter was interesting?”
“Very. I have found myself in similar situations, and what you said helped open my eyes. You said something about making your friend proud, well I’m sure he would be. Something tells me you’re a great
I didn’t enjoy my job either. I spent so much time making sure I could be financially sound, rather than mentally sound. My time was wasted. I should have never given up on my dreams, because now they’re harder to complete than ever. Not to mention, I still haven’t read William James's Principles of Psychology. I know how much that book meant to you.
Not letting go of friends sooner. I would stay dedicated to someone long after they lost interest in me. I thought they became distant because I did something wrong, but that was a mistake because I would realize it was all on them. They were seeking a change, and needed me off their shoulders to complete it. Maybe I was changing too. But in the end, I’ve wasted an incredibly valerious amount of time try to please someone who wasn’t my friend anymore.
Not staying in touch after moving far away. My family doesn’t know me anymore.
Despite my regrets, if there’s anything I hope I did well in life it was to make your sacrifice worth it. You left me shocked, when you took down another plane so that I could live. WWII was difficult, but your loss was the most difficult of all. I’ve said this all before, but lately I’ve been trying harder than ever to repay you. If you could still feel, I hope you would feel proud of me. This is where I leave you, my …show more content…
He was wearing an orange polo shirt and was tall in stature despite the little bend in his back. His kind eyes seemed to reflect a storming sky.
“H-hi there... are you Eugene?” I stumbled with my words, which caused me to cringe.
“Why yes I am,” He replied. Why that's a little more of a relief. I continued with more energy.
“I was walking by earlier when I found your letter. I read it and found it interesting” I held then out for him to see. He frowned in return, and opened his mouth to speak right as I cut him off. “Sorry, that sounds really creepy now that I think about it. It just caught my eye, and I couldn’t help myself. I kept wondering why someone would throw out an unopened and full envelope. I’m not sure. But it was worth it! I love everything you wrote. I wrote a reply and,” I pulled my book from under my arm as my sentence broke off. “I brought William James’s Principles of Psychology!”
Eugene smiled in such a way that his eyes gleamed. “What’s your name?”
“Sage.”
“You thought my letter was interesting?”
“Very. I have found myself in similar situations, and what you said helped open my eyes. You said something about making your friend proud, well I’m sure he would be. Something tells me you’re a great