1982 singles

I absolutely cannot deny it. Sometimes I go on little social media excursions, and it leads to people I may never have found without that little impromptu "rabbit chase." And in this case, I was quite fortunate to happen upon Jennifer Sorenson. While she is a very busy actress, producer, and writer, she took some time recently to chat with me about her most recent work, how she became an actress, and her strong feelings concerning women in the industry. RH: What was it that got you interested…

“Beach Reach is going to be a great thing. We plan to make a trip to Florida and spread faith!” Pastor Mark said enthusiastically. “You never know whose life you could change. We’ll be there during spring break, and there will be a lot of partiers there. If anything, we could save one drunk kid from doing something stupid.” “We even hand out fliers for free pancakes and stickers,” Danny added. Danny was a black man with dreads who, in my opinion, resembled the rapper T-pain. He was a…

I’m happy. I really am truly happy. I know the catalyst that brought about this happiness, but since it changed so much of my life I don’t know what individual change truly is causing my blissful contentment. Either way I do not wish to tie up my happiness and poke and prod it to figure it out. I’d rather just revel in it and experience my peace since I know it can’t last for long. At least not here, not like this. I sit in the long grass as I feel my skin absorbing the sun. The grass prickles…

harbored began wearing me thin. She sparkled even in the dullest of months, putting to shame the beautiful white snow that obscured the dying grass on the frozen ground. I was like that dying grass, I had begun to think. I was still beautiful too, but something far greater than me and that I had no control over had settled on top of me, covering my beauty. I knew the rules of the game by now. I started to think I could do it without her. She began gravitating to other girls, saying she…

The ground was shaking. I stood still for a brief moment. It was a herd buffalo running towards a cliff. They were running through the field, as if it was away from someone. I took a second glance and saw that it was my people which the buffalo were running away from. Everyone that was in my band was chasing after the buffalo, including my daughter. Had I known that they were going on a hunt I would have gone with them. It was in that moment that I knew something didn’t feel right. In Alberta,…

” I yell as loud as I can. I think that mother and Father are keeping stuff from me. Sometimes in the middle of the night I wake up to them arguing about how mother thinks that Father should stop going to see his “friends” as mother puts it, every single time that they fight. I know what they fight about but they try and keep it secret. My parents aren’t what people would call as loving people-definitely not towards me. They don’t beat me or anything like that.…

I clutched the nearly full bottle in my hand, the gleaming red label inviting me to guzzle the entire portion. Should I drink it or not? There really wasn’t a point in living, there never really was. I remember when I was younger my dad telling me, after having a shot or two, to never get carried away with vodka. My name’s Raven. My parents got a divorce when I was seven, and my mom lost almost everything. She was broke from being a stay at home mom my entire life, relying on my dad, Jim, for…

"Do you remember how we met, dear?" It all began on the first day of high school, the day our friendship began. It was the third class of the day and I had so far failed at meeting anybody new. The teacher had already introduced himself and gone to sit down, leaving us to our own devices for the rest of the class time. I was too disheartened to try and make any new friends, so I pulled it a book and drowned out everyone else. I was in the middle of a riveting chapter when your voice…

qualities. While both are very diverse texts, they both share an undeniable resemblance, in relation to a single person affecting a group 's idea of a just and morally right decision. Prejudice and discrimination are a reflection of how both the accused characters in either text sway opinions about which course of action is correct. Two of the protagonists, Atticus Finch and Juror 8, exemplify how a single individual can drastically change what those around them perceive to be right and wrong.…

It was dark and cold. I could feel pain in the air. As I wake from unconsciousness, I feel myself gasping for air. Time passes and I struggle to break free from the belts that latch me to my seat. I finally break loose, but my parents sit still, motionless and cold. Struggling to set my parents free, I was on my last breath. I could see the darkness again, my life was at an end. The next thing I know I’m lying on gravel, coughing up water, surrounded by many. “What’s your name son?” the strange…