“Goodbye sweetie have a good day. Don’t be nervous.” I heard my mother say. “ I will mom.” I watched her walk away.…
Emily just got home from school, “Bye Sarah!” Emily said after waving her off. It was beginning to get dark and she noticed that no one was home. She went to the fridge to look for some food and noticed a sticky note on there, ‘Hey Emily!…
Sneaked Out (?) Perspective often changes the truth. One who portrays an event negatively might change the story to support their view, thus taking out any positive sides of the story. Another who portrays an event positively would change the story to support their views, taking out any negative sides of the story.…
F.A.S.T is the abbreviation I promised my 10 year old self that I will remember from now on. I promised to know the signs of a stroke and know how to save someone from ending up like my mother did. It was one of those sunny yet mucky day when my mother and I were riding in her green lincoln on our way to pick up my friend. On that day I realized that I would never forget the signs of a stroke again. “Are you ready love?”…
It was like any other school day, coming back from lunch, sitting in class, and talking to friends; however, it all changed once I arrived in my American Studies class. Mrs. Forbs was standing in front of the class waiting for everyone to quiet down. The class was a bunch of sixth graders, so it took a while to make us be silent. The day felt weird for me, I had my same robotic schedule but for some reason something didn’t feel right. I thought it had something to do with the food I ate for lunch, I would be prepared to head down to the bathroom or even nurse if that was the case; however, what happened that day no sixth grader would be able to prepare for.…
“Can I go forward when my heart is here?” (Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet). I would have been perfectly content to stay at home for the next 180 days. Waiting for the rusty yellow bus to swing around the corner, my brown hair is getting in my blue eyes. The air is crisp and so are the withered leaves I’m standing on.…
Friday, May 31, 2017, was the final day of school. Warren, Ohio, USA is where I attended Howland High School. The last school bell of the day rang, joy and excitement rushed throughout my body. I was as excited as a firecracker as I thought about the adventures I could have over the summer. I was impatient as time crept by.…
This contemporary article discusses the popular opinion of what makes Internet radio appealing to users and if it is accurate. It is well known that Internet radio is an increasingly popular platform and is challenging traditional FM/AM radio in terms of popular use. The ability to customize, share and access endless amounts of music at hand creates defining differences between internet radio and traditional radio. Internet radio is favorable in our increasingly digital age, especially amongst younger generations. In the article, ‘Internet Radio Is About To Surpass FM/AM, But Have Spotify And Pandora Really Changed Anything?’…
My First Day at VCA In my senior year in high school at Carrollton, I had the opportunity to intern with a local Veterinarian. The second day back to school I started my internship. It was an amazing, wild experience. Although I have know I have wanted to become a Veterinarian since I was five, receiving hand on experience is another story.…
We all currently came through the door to school five minutes ago. Everybody in the band was high-fiving and talking to each other. All of a sudden, I remembered what day it was. It was Chicago day, and on this day, each person in the symphonic band and 8th grade goes on a trip to Chicago to have quite a bunch of entertainment. As we all boarded the bus, I kept thinking about what it was going to be over there compared to Alpena and I couldn’t wait to start our trip there.…
1Pull The Chord: Chelsea UnpluggedMeet my best friend. My best friend and I can catch up on the latest gossip on Facebook, watch my favorite shows, enjoy great conversation, talk about the weather,and engage in fun games. My best friend and I do everything together. When I think about what I would do without my best friend, I panic. I would be so disconnected.…
The death of a loved one is never an easy thing to take in. As you go through the stages of mourning, it seems to get easier to accept it. I have never gone through the stages of mourning. Shedding tears was only a temporary thing that lasted less than a minute. That is because I learned to view death as a beautiful thing at an early age.…
I 'm thirteen years old when my mom drives me across town to a mental hospital. She 's worried about me, she says, her eyes avoiding mine. I 'm worried about me, too. I have felt this way for as long as I can remember, but during health class I find the word for it- depression. When we arrive, I 'm interrogated.…
Present-Day Darkness: Why More People Should Practice Religion I. INTRODUCTION A. (Attention Gainer) It’s 10 p.m. You are sitting in the 24/7 section of the Library about to begin that speech outline that you have been telling yourself to do for the past week. You begin writing the introduction when you see something light up at your side. It’s your phone.…
The Comfort of Ignorance Much of my life has been filled with blissful ignorance about the world. Growing up, I was consumed by the little problems of my life and never thought twice about the hardships of others. However, as a self-absorbed fourteen year-old, I found that although ignorance is comfortable, it blocks the true reality of what the world is. It was a crisp, clear, and unusually warm winter day when I had to shadow my mom in the ER.…